I wish this one had chosen a better-looking place to rest. There are quite a few Blue-fronted Dancer damselflies. Here’s a Robin I managed to follow as it decided what to do with its catch. I expect when they are ripe, flocks of Cedar Waxwings will join the Robins. The second photograph, taken in the mulberry tree, indicates the berries aren’t quite ready yet. There are a lot of American Robins here even when you don’t see them. I still haven’t figured out the other yellow flower.
The Prairie Coneflower, below left, is starting to bloom. An American Robin and a Red-bellied Woodpecker share this frame. Monday was bright and sunshiny with most birds still at a distance. Whereas on Saturday, I spotted five distant American Goldfinches trying to brighten up the gloom. Red Bee Balm at the PortageĪfter the hummingbird left, I spotted one American Goldfinch on the same tree. I hoped to see a hummingbird again, perhaps in the Red Bee Balm that is in bloom, but did not. When I got to the first bridge at the Portage, although very distant and the photos below are severely cropped, I did see a male Ruby-throat, perched on a dead tree over the water from where I stood. I haven’t seen a hummingbird for weeks, maybe months. Monday as I was putting my camera and backpack in the hatch of the car, I looked up to see a female Ruby-throated Hummingbird first check the front yard, then zip over to the feeder on the porch and then over the roof toward the backyard where there are three more feeders. It’s the second time I’ve seen him in the past couple weeks. Oh – that beautiful male Eastern Towhee at the top of the post – I encountered him briefly right off the trail. The later-week predictions of rain have disappeared. We are in the middle of a hot, dry spell again. I paid the Chicago Portage a visit Monday and before that on Saturday, when the morning temperatures were much cooler, but decided to stay home yesterday, worked in the yard for brief periods, and gave my recuperating knee a rest. I began writing this post while I was sitting here with the sun pouring through the half-closed slats of the blinds, the curse of facing east in the morning, artificially cooled by the fans and air conditioning going more often than I’d like to maintain an inside temperature of 80 degrees.
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