The truce among bees and wasps on the mountain mint frayed and big carpenter bees rose above the plant to glare at each other. Digger wasps did it too. A huge blue mud wasp ignored it all. The beauty berries turned color and the dogwood berries looked ripe.
A small frog and a skink were both in the water. I rescued that skink and later another. The first skink ran off only to my towel in the way. The frog didn't want to be rescued but I insisted.
I don't remember ever seeing a firefly this late in the Summer.
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