Everything dripped at breakfast and the windows were fogged. K asserted it was dew but it looked to me like overnight rain followed by high humidity. I checked on the Argiope and thought it looked thinner, but I couldn't see any egg case. The caterpillars on the rue ignore it.
After lunch I was determined to swim even though rain was sprinkling. And I was right because the sprinkles went away almost immediately. Milkweed bug nymphs had hatched. Wasps were still at work. I watched a crow hammer an acorn. The afternoon was shattered by the noise of the air show miles away until finally four jets buzzed the house. I saw a lacewing in flight, a magical flutter of green gauze. Later a grasshopper startled me and got away before I could even be sure what kind it was.
K got potting soil for the hanging plants on the front patio so I thought I'd better make a start. I worked on the fuschia and discovered it was waterlogged. I hope I didn't kill it. At any rate, I finished after 5pm, filthy and sweaty and still in my wet swim suit. By the time I got that rinsed and me washed, there had been a rain shower. It could not have been more than 15 minutes. I was hoping for something that would let me off the hook for watering.
This article was in the newspaper. "The un-scientific experiment is called the windshield test. Wilson
recommends everyday people do it themselves to see. Baby Boomers will
probably notice the difference, Tallamy said." I can corroborate that - I was noticing how much less common bug splats were on long drives, despite my Cube's flatter windshield.
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