In the morning, the pine warbler had a few happy moments with the suet. Then a Carolina wren took over. A beautiful day followed that seemed more like early June than early August. The temperature barely touched 80. I saw two sizable skinks but wasn't quick enough to get a picture.
A few leafcutter bees joined the honeybees on the mountain mint. I do wonder whose hive I'm supporting. A bumble-ish sort of bee preferred the butterfly milkweed. The Argiope and the basilica spiders hadn't moved. The digger wasps reappeared, both black and golden. So did threadwaisted wasps.
Between the rainwater and the cooler day, the pool no longer felt like bathwater. A small wheelbug paddled genteelly in the water, but was happy to be rescued. Several snails clung to the sides of the pool above the water.
The oak limb that I speculated was dead had two big, recent woodpecker holes. It will make quite a crash when it breaks and falls.
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