I got up late and the mockingbird and blue jays were already eating. One of the blue jays was getting bald. A great crested flycatcher hunted through the trees. The camera did not want to focus on that bird.
The hummer feeder was empty. When I refilled it, a male swooped in, but the juice was still refrigerator cold to his disgust. A little later it was warm enough for females to fight over. The hibiscus made a second flower and the canna also put out a spike of flowers, as if to advertise the hummer feeder. One hummer found the hibiscus to be a convenient perch for guarding the feeder.
Again there was no rain nor thunderstorm though the afternoon clouded over. In the pool, I rescued one mama spider with countless babies, two winged female Camponotus pennsylvanicus ants, a skink, and a green frog. A little skink crossed the patio one way and a cricket went the other. A bar-winged skimmer used one of the dragonfly perches.
One or more white breasted nuthatches made regular visits from mid day on. Carolina wrens ate whatever wasn't being eaten by a different bird. Both found the house finches annoying. The tux cat took up bird-watching again.
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