I was gone all morning. At lunch, a male hummer checked out the gladiolus flowers, then the feeder. Alas he had his back to the light, so no ruby at the throat. A Carolina wren hunted suet crumbs, then flew off to one of the dogwoods. Yellow flowers hung lie bells on a ground cherry.
After swimming, I picked more blueberries, but they weren't as good. A tiger swallowtail discovered the aster flowers. Skippers and snout butterflies preferred the mountain mint. So did honeybees and other bees. I glimpsed a dragonfly aloft, earlier.
When I went out to enjoy the twilight, it dripped on me! It wasn't even a shower, just scattered raindrops, but I had to take my book and camera inside. So I boiled up the damaged and unripe blueberries.
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