The day starts at 80 degrees. There is humidity. The high will be 95. I try to take my lunch-time walk earlier in the day but that doesn’t always work out. Sometimes I walk at a hundred. It’s very tropical this time of year.
We drink morning coffee at our peril. We’re in the path of the ruby-throated hummingbird fall migration. All four feeders are busy. Buzzing, battling, high-speed hummingbirds with those long sharp bills resemble small darts. Sitting on the deck involves involuntary ducking.
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