The humidity was a visible grayness in the air. Alas, I was on the computer during the dry times. A mockingbird defied the wet to get barkbutter porridge. The rain streaks made photography frustrating. A nuthatch was drier underneath the suet. In between showers, the male, then the female, pileated ate suet.
A squirrel wanted some too, but close up, the secret ingredient warned it off. A second squirrel foraged among the violets, popping up like a prairie dog to make sure nothing was creeping closer. The two were wary of each other which makes me suspect the one on the post may have been a female not quite in heat.
An ant explored the mountain mint but there were no sign of flowers. The butterfly milkweed, on the other hand, had buds already. The lavender was in full bloom. Clouds streamed out of the South, but a higher layer moved slowly Northeast.
I saw a disturbance just below the surface of the creek. Lttle patches of roughness slid around near the shore and then fish jumped further out toward the middle. Something dark was visible in the middle of the ripples. Meanwhile, a honeybee fed on the rue. A bluebird posed for me.
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