The blue jays won today's game of beat the camera. The wind gusted at times and brought a message from the cold North, but the sky was pure blue. Fiery skippers were thick on the mountain mint, along with a red banded hairstreak, I also saw sulphurs flitting around and a black swallowtail egging everything. A skimmer perched on a dried up day lily stalk. And no, the chrysalis had not opened. The usual wasps and bees congregated on the mountain mint, and occasionally on the herb mint.
I found a dead skink in the skimmer but also saw several live ones. A juvenile night heron came prospecting around the rim of the pool. It appeared to catch a couple of insects. A Carolina wren had a turn at the bark butter. Hummers showed up frequently.
And then the feral cat reappeared. I think a hawk was hanging around as well.
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