Red bellied woodpecker

What miserable weather for a three-day weekend!  It was wet when I got up and overcast all day.  The temperature stayed in the 60s.  Three squirrels hung out below the seed feeder.  One was very small and timid, probably just recently out on its own.  It miscalculated this plant's support.  Cardinals, house finches, chickadees and the male red bellied woodpecker were all the birds I saw.  Oh, a crow swooped over but kept going when it didn't see any treats on the patio.  The rain returned around 8pm.

 

Misty

The temperature barely cleared 60 and the air was thick with water vapor.  All I saw was a female bluebird getting seeds and a squirrel eating suet.  

 

Hanky-panky

A pair of mallards mated in the pool while another drake watched.  

 

Still hot

A mating pair of damselflies hovered over the edge of the water but I was in the water and unable to take a picture.  I rescued a moth or small butterfly that was too battered to identify.  Also, I fished out a spider and several ground beetles.  Other spiders and mulch roaches were defunct.  A squirrel ate suet.  

Bugs

At breakfast, a pileated woodpecker visited the suet but left so fast I don't know which sex it was.   Again the afternoon temperature was in the 90s and the water was a little warmer.  I rescued spiders and beetles and one small wasp, very carefully.  Some of the spiders were goners as was a green stinkbug.  When I deadheaded a rose, I disturbed an assassin bug nymph.  The little butterfly made the rounds again.  

Cold water

A Carolina wren got a barkbutter ball from the dish.  A titmouse fooled around.  Then I saw a very bright pine warbler.  The outdoor thermometer read 95° so I ventured into the pool today.  It was cold but bearable.  I tried to rescue a spider in the skimmer but it evaded me.  

Heat wave

A brown thrasher took off just as I pressed the shutter button.  Fortunate it only wanted to get closer to the barkbutter balls on the patio.  The mockingbird preferred to eat them from the dish.  A white breasted nuthatch agreed.  A Carolina wren took its treat under the furniture.  A crow finally came for the barkbutter balls.  I glimpsed a bluebird.  

An egret waded under the new bulkhead across the creek.  I saw 91° on the thermometer.  The tiny butterfly I'm guessing was a spring azure was back to torment me.  So was a cabbage white.  The milkweed bloomed.