The day was hot and cloudy, perfect for swimming, but I was in an all day meeting. I turned my back on it long enough to see a yellow crowned night heron crabbing under the bulkhead. The low tide and placid creek were in the bird's favor but it had no luck while I watched.
In the evening I did get some pool time. A Carolina wren investigated every feeder. I don't think it was pleased that the suet was empty. A bluebird perched on the bathroom vent to survey his territory. Two titmice risked visits to the seed feeder while I sat nearby. A hummer checked out the feeder, then perched on a dead dogwood branch, but it was too fast for me. A brown thrasher was too wary to get any barkbutter balls, even though they were farther from me than the seeds. It waited in the dogwood for me to leave.
A spider crossed the patio in short dashes to hang out by the door. It had thick front legs like claws. There was no sign of fireflies yet.
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