Bright sunshine, breezy with low humidity, and only in the mid 80s, that's my description of a perfect summer day. There were big bees, little bees, even a rescued honeybee, and wasps, of course.
A duskywing skipper turned out to have a bright edge to its wings when the light caught it as a certain angle. A buckeye could not stay away from the mountain mint. A black swallowtail was focused on egg-laying. A palamedes swallowtail rested on the gone-to-seed parsley for so long I thought it was caught in a web. But when I came close to check, the butterfly took off. Then a red spotted purple danced through the cherry. I also glimpsed a tiger swallowtail.
I rescued a woodlouse hunter twice, and a couple of sidewalk tiger beetles. I also fished out small insects I think were nymphs of mole crickets. A few dragonflies made brief appearances. I spotted a June beetle in the top of the cherry tree when I was looking for dragonflies..
The molting pine warbler returned. There were frequent hummer refueling stops. A family of blue jays all got bark butter balls to go. One blue jay had gone bald. Even a bluebird looked pretty ragged. But a Carolina wren scolded everyone because I was too close to the bark butter.
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