A white breasted nuthatch came for breakfast but I didn't see a brown headed nuthatch all day. Titmice, however, did want seeds. A Carolina wren cared more about suet than the heat. A house finch sat beside the ripe wild cherries pretending he had no interest in them. A hummer showed up but I was sitting to close to the feeder. The day was oppressively hot, but afternoon clouds prevented the thermometer from reaching triple digits.
I glimpsed a rabbit hop past the deep end of the pool. Squirrels were leaping from tree to tree playing "chase me," I think. A fiery skipper blended in with the milkweed. Dragonflies perched and hunted, in front and in back. There were, indeed, two
Argiope spiders in the front yard, one guarding the peppers and the other watching over the lantana. The pepper minder had caught a cicada and dropped the carcass into the flowerpot. It had a stinkbug as well, still in the web. The one in back seemed satisfied with its current location.
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