The hummer was glorious in the sun but he turned up his little beak at the feeder. I guess I should have changed it sooner. Anyway, he flew off before I could get the camera aimed, alas. I can't blame the camera because earlier I figured out how to fix the problem I'd been having. At least the brown headed nuthatch was more cooperative.
A blue jay lurked behind the bare beautyberry branches. A male house finch wanted to be seen. A brown thrasher perched and preened. An osprey circled over the creek. Pollen coated everything and the brown strings of spent oak flowers blew everywhere.
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