Right now, there are hundreds of moths fluttering like summer snow in the sunset light outside. The birds are ignoring them so they must not be very tasty. The Barn Swallows above the kitchen door have nestlings, and I'm betting most of the Cliff Swallow nests also contain babies. The Quail have been spotted leading fluffy chicks around too. And the Wrentits have already started building their second nests. Their first offspring are forming adolescent gangs in the scrub, and they try singing but sound a little hesitant. Life is everywhere.
The huge papier-mache Hummingbird (nicknamed "Hummy") is coming together, hopefully in time for the 4th of July parade in Bolinas. His tiny counterparts do not seem alarmed at the Frankenhummer coming to life next to their sugar water feeder. Hummy still needs paint, cloth wings and cardboard retrices. The summer is running away into July. Where is the time?