It was scorchingly hot and very gusty. The clouds lined up in ridges and furrows. I sat outside in the shade after lunch and watched the insect parade: a bumblebee, a honeybee, an all-black bee, a great golden digger wasp, a black threadwaisted wasp, a little black wasp ringed with gold, a sans wasp, scoliid wasps, and a fiery skipper. While I was sitting outside, a skink sidled up and scooted right under the chair.
I meant to swim in the morning but my program ran over. So I waited till there was some shade on the water. Among the usual floaters was a sharpshooter, Oncometopia orbona, a kind of leafhopper. A widow skimmer used the mountain mint as a windbreak. The black swallowtail caterpillar was still trying to eat the gone-to-seed parsley. I hope it doesn't starve. After swimming, I picked the first figs of the year. A sidewalk tiger beetle scurried away.
A mockingbird parent brought two offspring to the feeder but they didn't quite connect the dots. Maybe tomorrow. A bluebird was also trying to teach its fledgling hoe to eat at the mealworm feeder. Sunset was quite pink.
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