Even though there was a risk of rain, I put off swimming till afternoon. I thought I saw a greenhead fly so I got out of the water. Robber flies began to appear. A crane fly cllung to the door screen.
Blue dashers occupied every reasonable perch. A Carolina saddlebags made a dead twig at the top of the hackberry tree its base of operations. That led me to notice that the wild cherries were about half way to ripe.
Since the rue was going to seed, wasps switched to the mountain mint and the lavender. A great golden digger wasp reappeared. The sakaki flowers attracted bees. A half dozen bumblebees had fallen into the pool and some actually revived.
Toward evening, dragonflies of some sort zipped around at treetop height. Then a yellow crowned night heron landed in the oak. At lunch, K had spotted a juvenile night heron up in a pine tree but the one in the oak was an adult.
The clouds took on strange appearances during the day but only a handful of raindrops ever landed. A fragment of rainbow floated overhead for a while. I saw but failed to photograph blue jays and hummingbirds
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