A slaty skimmer haunted the creek edge. Turtles were out basking again. A golden digger wasp and a threadwaisted wasp shared the mountain mint uneasily.
A soaring bird made me wonder if it was a Mississippi kite. Then an immature red bellied woodpecker began calling from the oak. (I had to look up a sound file to be sure.) I also saw a brown thrasher and a half dozen blue jays. And, of course, there were hummer wars - one crashed into the window and kept going. But there was also a wasp hanging around the feeder.

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