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