Yesterday's Mr...

...giving me 'the eye' as his tongue is ready for the feeder. His gorget feathers appear like a dark, armored collar. A quick turn into the sun as he approached the feeder in the extra, flashes his most beautiful neck. I don't want them to leave yet, but September is coming.

For the Record,
This day came in sunny and lovely, low humidity for a change. We have a ride planned to the ocean later this afternoon when most folks have gone home. We're missing the rocky Maine shores.

All hands begging for PEACE.