Mostly Cloudy this morning, raining off Galveston… a pleasant morning coffee muses.

The first bird on the feeder today was a chickadee. The Mississippi Kite is on his perch.

Yesterday the Native Prairies Association of Texas shared a link to my Nash Prairie photos on Facebook. By midday yesterday, the stat counter was pushing over eight-hundred views.

A Carolina wren is calling from the top of the pickup. There’s a male cardinal looking on and wondering why he’s on his perch.

This morning it’s crickets not cicadas

It looks like they are doing aerial spraying for mosquitoes this morning. The same small plane has made multiple low passes on a parallel track. It’s not quite the same as the big multi engine monster that would buzz the house a few years back.

I can see the neighbor’s cows back through the trees. I don’t spot them every day.

The wisteria is showing a smattering of blooms. Purple clusters of grape like color against the green leaves. It’s a different look from spring, when the blooms cover the bare vines.

The mockingbirds are in rare form today, singing from all sides of the yard… singing on the wing. Sitting high on the top of the pine, serenading all.

Time to think about breakfast…