Then it poured, with thunder even, for several hours. It finally stopped, but didn't really clear around 4:00. Fortunately we need the rain. This is my birdbath, right outside the glass door to my left when I'm at the computer. You will be sick of it eventually.
After about fifteen minutes of watching them, I really wished the light had been better for sharper photos. Then they heard something on the road that leads into our house and ran away. But I loved seeing them so at ease for a while at least.
This morning when I was feeding the dog, the first thing I heard was the singing of a yellow-throated warbler. A real harbinger of spring. I couldn't see him, but remembered these pictures I took another summer with my first little digital low-megapixel camera. It's easy to see how he got his name.