I missed recording yesterday. The goldfinch pair came back. A punk male cardinal was down to two crest feathers. The orchard spider tended its web. A blue jay demanded barkbutter balls. The weed I tried to identify got tall enough to block my view of the feeder perch. A blue dasher hunted from the top of a bamboo stake.
A little rain fell overnight and left every surface wet. But by breakfast, the creek smoothly reflected the sunlit bulkhead. The male pileated woodpecker came in search of suet. Then a brown thrasher landed on the dish of barkbutter balls hanging by the downspout. It was displaced by a mockingbird. A blue jay followed. They don't like that dish as well as the other because it swings more. When evening came I saw fireflies for the first time this season.
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