The rain comes and goes but never quite stops. Even a glimmer of sun around 10am didn't stop the drops from plopping into the birdbath. But when it slacks off, the titmice come rushing to the feeder. There are at least four of them. Chickadees and a cardinal are competing for a place at the trough. A leaf-legged bug is climbing the glass for some reason known only to it.

After lunch, it began to dry out a bit. I saw a skink and a tiger swallowtail. Dragonflies appeared. Wrens got busy. A brown thrasher preened on a dead limb.
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