Last night it threatened rain. Big clouds boiled up from the south and the thunder rolled. Skinny lightning strikes drove through the clouds, but if it rained, it didn’t rain here. There was even the hint of a rainbow, threaded through the clouds, showing no beginning and no end. Like this heat wave.
After a summer of two or three hummingbirds at the feeder, this morning we awoke to a cloud of them. I’m out of sugar, so a trip to town is in order.
Every night the resident raccoons come out to mervil around the bird feeder, looking for snacks. They’ve even been tearing down the corn stalks, which is okay. The corn produced little this year and the coons need the nourishment more than we do.
Waiting for Thoreau 
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