There was an early morning fog and under it the creek was as smooth as glass. The gang of four crows came back and one found the barkbutter balls I'd left on the ground for the bird. A brown headed nuthatch visited the seed feeder.
The day got hot but the wind kept me from noticing. I rescued a great many scarab beetles. One was much larger than the others. When I moved it into a better location for pictures, it retaliated by mooning me. I also saved a furious honeybee. A great golden digger wasp was at work on the mountain mint. A bumblebee worked on the asters.
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