I didn't even look out a window Friday or Saturday. Sunday, there were pigeons in Union Station. The train home passed lines of thunderstorms till one let go overhead. We passed out of it but it seemed to be following. Sunset looked more alien than pretty. When we finally pulled in, lightning was flashing in the south and the air felt sodden. The storms pushed the temperature down from triple digits.
It was still raining this morning but the sun was out before lunch. The rain was welcome as was the cooler air. Goldfinches ignored the rain which had bowed the sunflower all the way over. When the rain stopped a bluebird appeared.
The afternoon got quite windy but insects flew anyway. The mountain mint was vibrating with honeybees, bumblebees, wasps and other bees. I saw a sand wasp and a great golden digger wasp. A tiger swallowtail nectared on the aster. A monarch swooped around the flowers but didn't land and ignored the milkweed. Flies too were attracted to the mountain mint as was a skipper. A saddlebags dragonfly was strong enough to hover in spite of the wind gusts.
The wind cleared the sky and battered the hibiscus flowers. The goldfinches came back for supper and found fresh seeds. I also saw a blue jay and, I think, a white breasted nuthatch. Lots of titmice and chickadees that came for seeds were frustrated by the goldfinches.
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