There were butterflies as I ate lunch - a tattered buckeye and a silver spotted skipper. A sizable bumblebee visited the mint. The great golden digger wasp was back. A house wren perched on a rose cane.
When we got back in the late afternoon, the clouds looked ferocious. They just blowing East for a couple of hours, but finally there was a rain shower.
A frog decided the pool thermometer would serve as a lily pad. A Carolina saddlebags patrolled the airspace over the pool and two four spotted pennants perched high in the oak.
A Carolina wren carried away bites of the bark butter. Chickadees and cardinals came to the feeder even though we were sitting close. But the titmouse was afraid and frustrated at not getting any supper so it just scolded.
The moon was briefly visible above the clouds. I believe I heard a kingfisher. A loud single-note whistle made me look for a great crested flycatcher or maybe the towhee that visited yesterday, but I didn't see any of them.
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