After a morning and afternoon of rain, the sky cleared ever so slightly and I headed out to the easternmost Scarborough Bluffs to see how it looks as evening sets in.

The only birds I saw were Ring-billed Gulls, a few Mallards and Buffleheads and these:

There is a summertime Bank Swallow colony here; now deserted. Those inhabitants could be in South America today.

Some botany:

NATURE POETRY

What do you hunt, Orion,
This starry night?’
‘The Ram, the Bull and the Lion,
And the Great Bear,’ says Orion.   – Robert Graves (1895–1985)

Miles Hearn