The sun shone. Two female hummers showed up at their feeder and the chase was on. A Carolina wren craved suet and a titmouse did too.
I did glimpse an orange butterfly and later a monarch, but the dark ones stole the show. A spicebush swallowtail tried to get nectar from a rose. A black swallowtail made the rounds, returning to the rue where I found the caterpillars and the chrysalis again. I found the monarch caterpillar as well. Red spotted purples danced over the water, dipping down to touch it, then hanging off the side, resting on the concrete, decorating the trees, and fluttering every which way.
All three spiders were prospering. I fished a centipede and a couple of millipedes out of the water. One millipede revived immediately and hustled away. The centipede moved so I assume it survived, unless the hot concrete killed it. The other millipede rolled itself up and I don't know if that was a good or bad sign. In the evening, a great blue heron fished from the neighbors' floating dock as ours was upended by Erin.
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