A mother cardinal fed a reddish fledgling, maybe a male. This must be a different bird from the fledgling that's been taking care of itself. Probably it's the offspring of the less dominant pair. It watched her get seeds but seemed clueless about copying her.
The tux cat showed up and gazed at its reflection instead of bird-watching. I suppose it was thirsty, not narcissistic. Bluebirds and Carolina wrens ate what was left in the feeder dishes.
A molt-fuzzed titmouse hammered a seed on the feeder hanger. Molting left a blue jay looking tattooed. Another was losing its crest. A white breasted nuthatch wanted seeds for lunch. Hummers drank their feeder dry.
The temperature climbed back up into the 90s. It felt humid and buggy to me, but the wind came back in the afternoon. The coral honeysuckle bloomed again and the hibiscus produced a bud. I saw butterflies while swimming, red spotted purples, I'm guessing. Also, I evicted two green frogs from the skimmer.
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