It’s been dry for almost a week now, no rain. Hopefully we’ll get some soon–they keep promising. In the meantime, the sun does its magic. While delivering near triple digit temperatures, it offers a consolation prize, gracing us with colorful skies brimming with pinks, purples and yellows. Pretty to look at and appreciate, even when we are melting.
It even provided a soft backdrop for this mockingbird that took a few seconds to pause in a nearby tree. Speaking of mockingbirds, they are everywhere around the peninsular. I would say they are the most populous bird population out here, and by far the most active, flitting from tree to tree, dashing about the grounds and singing incessantly. They are a pleasant addition to the scenery.
I’ve been going out to the area later these days because of the blistering heat, and too, because there is more activity as the day cools off and it begins to get darker. Cool or not, the activity level on the peninsular drops a little more each day that goes by without rain. The yellow crowns and the egrets head to other hunting grounds. I did find this immature yellow crown working the shoreline, which he had pretty much to himself. Though he was joined later by a mature bird, which I captured on the way home.