A Carolina wren was up for breakfast. The male fledgling cardinal foraged beneath. His beak was beginning to turn orange. The molting blue jay got some breakfast too. Blue morning glories bloomed all over.
Passing clouds kept the sun bearable while I swam. An unfortunate skink required disposal. Not one, but two, green frogs played hide and seek with me. I caught both but one just hopped right back in. Last I saw, it was perched on a stick. Wasps and honeybees, a black swallowtail and a sulphur were the only insects I saw. Oh, I rescued a cricket. Hummers were around but not cooperating. I did get glimpses of live skinks too.
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