The hummers were out of juice and the Carolina wrens were picking crumbs out of the dish feeder. We replenished both. A blue jay noticed right away that there were fresh bark butter balls.
A black swallowtail flitted around but I didn't see any dragonflies. A very moth-eaten-looking great blue heron stood on the neighbors' floating dock. I assume it was just molting. A cormorant and an egret perched on lake snags.
We went to Suffolk and on the way back drove through a thunderstorm, but it never arrived at home. The praying mantis was still on the rose canes. A hummer came in for a drink. I found two skinks in the skimmer, one was still alive.
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