The male goldfinch was back this morning. I glimpsed a towhee for just a second. A Carolina wren argued with a downy woodpecker but in the end they both got some suet. A great blue heron preened on a dock post in the afternoon sun. I didn't see any nuthatches or bluebirds till late in the day.
The party on the mountain mint expanded to include a fiery skipper and a buckeye butterfly. A blue dasher chaperoned. The bee with the pantaloons was back. A big carpenter bee showed up. So did the first great golden digger wasp of the season. Cicadas sang in the trees though I didn't see any. I rescued a robber fly from drowning.
A black swallowtail was more interested in the rue. A Guinea paper wasp agreed, but for different reasons. A bud on the hibiscus looked ready to open. Unfortunately, the sawflies got way ahead of me and chewed up all the leaves and damaged many flower buds. What I think was a
tiger bee fly,
Xenox tigrinus, landed on the retaining wall.
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