At breakfast, the Carolina wrens were still working on their dish of mealworms. The butterfly milkweed was regenerating for the second time. The female cardinal, however, was still featherless from the neck up.
The hummers at lunch were checking out flower instead of the feeder so K brought it in. While we were preparing fresh, one disappointed hummer landed on the ant moat. Another taste-tested the rue flowers. Three wrens shared their dish of food. Small skinks dashed around the patio.
I saw a couple of butterflies, one small and brownish, the other larger and orange, but I could not say what species they were. A mockingbird visited the beauty berries. The wrens seemed to find something among the diseased leaves on the mountain mint and the morning glories.
A dead skink and a dead frog needed to be removed from the pool. I also gave a live frog encouragement to depart. The water seemed dusty with tiny bugs and leaf detritus. I rescued a honeybee.
An Argiope had its web just outside the door to the church where it could profit from the nightlight.
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