Rain started up again early and turned into a thunderstorm before we finished breakfast. When the rain ended, the temperature climbed past 80. The heat had flowers opening or wilting. The yellow daffodils were spent but the white narcissus with yellow centers opened. A young pelican perched on a dock piling, apparently unconcerned about lightning. A female hooded merganser paddled by.
Both the oak and the wild cherry were leafing out. Dogwood blossoms were open but still green. A feral peach sapling was loaded with pink flowers. And those flower spikes I discovered on the money plant had flowers today.
A yellow rumped warbler visited the sagging suet. (The heat got to it.) Another watched enviously. A gusty wind made whitecaps on the creek. The wind hustled the clouds along and tore holes for the sun to shine through. I planted wildflower seeds and got very hot and sticky.
Turtles crowded the basking logs. Bees and wasps cruised around looking for the wherewithal to set up housekeeping. A lone goose with one wing out of place cropped grass by the shoreline. Another young pelican fished quite successfully. The predicted storm held off till well after dark.
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