In the morning, a scarf of lacy cumulus seemed to be pulled across the sky from Southwest to Northeast. I wish I'd gotten a picture of the whole thing. Gradually it thickened and muted the sun.
A bluebird hoped for a late afternoon snack. I didn't see much else beyond wasps and ants even though I was out planting seeds. At least the seed were in the ground before the rain. The grass was full of small flowers, buttercup being the largest.
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