Club Mallard
Since 1/1/11 I have been describing what I see in the back yard. I occasionally digress.
Saturday, July 11, 2026
Shower
Friday, July 10, 2026
Steamy
Thursday, July 9, 2026
Buggy
Wednesday, July 8, 2026
Humid
Tuesday, July 7, 2026
More birds
Monday, July 6, 2026
Thunder
I had a lot of running around town before I could swim. In the water with me were beetles, tiny bees and wasps, two bumblebees, and too many spiders. One soon-to-be-mother perched on the twig I had propped on the ladder as an escape route. She clutched her pearl of eggs with her back legs. As I dripped off, a hummer visited the feeder. A brown thrasher, a mockingbird, and other birds visited the cherry tree. Another hummer tested the milkweed and the roses for nectar.
The mountain mint hosted carpenter bees and leaf-cutter bees, thread-waisted and scoliid wasps, and skippers. The orchard spider was still above the azalea. We had a flower on the hibiscus. Thunder began in the late afternoon but the sky was blue to the North. So I looked out the front windows and that was another story. But the rain didn't reach us till 6pm. A wren hurried to get some supper.
Sunday, July 5, 2026
Butterflies
There was no hibiscus flower today but there was a bud. The aster was about finished blooming. The day was still very hot. A very large bird with dark wings and yellow feet swooped across the yard so fast that those were the only details that registered on my brain. My first thought was a heron, but it was too dark and the only wading bird with yellow feet that I know of is a snowy egret. So now my guess is a young eagle.
In the water, I rescued a bunch of beetles but was too late for a wheelbug nymph and a robber fly. A mama spider I fished out of the skimmer jumped back in. The second time I was not gentle and her babies ran in every direction. Speaking of spiders, the infant Argiope disappeared. While swimming I saw a monarch descend upon the butterfly milkweed. Later a black swallowtail wandered from bush to tree around the yard, perhaps wondering why there was no parsley this year. A duskywing skipper nectared on the mountain mint.
A dragonfly watched from the top of the cherry tree. It was silhouetted so all I can say is that it had unmarked wings. Wasps and bees worked on the mountain mint. I was particularly happy to see the first great golden digger wasp of the season.








