Despite the rain, the hibiscus surprised us with another flower. A hummer sought breakfast during a lull. The Argiope weathered the storm. Brown headed nuthatches couldn't wait either. In the afternoon, the wind flipped around to the North and cleared the sky, but lowered the temperature. I cleaned tree trash out of the pool and evicted one frog. It seemed tired and didn't really lead me on much of a chase.
A honeybee was busy with the mountain mint. As I dripped and shivered in the wind, I noticed lots of long-legged flies on the mountain mint, some red, some green. Then a fiery skipper landed and a Southern purple mint moth flitted among the mountain mint stalks. A white breasted nuthatch persisted until it got its seed. A tree on the far side of the dam turned gold. It looked to me more like the tree was dying than coloring for Fall. The cormorants made their nightly commute.
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