A mockingbird has been singing for the last week or so around the clock. Fortunately, he's about a block away. When he chose to sing from my roof, it was hard to sleep.

The Juneberries are ripening - the bush has a constant flow of robins and catbirds. A bird will settle, carefully move to the end of a branch (berries hang off very slim branches) and grab a berry, hopefully before the next arrives to cause a commotion. There are at least two pair of each. I think the catbirds, being slighter, have a bit of advantage. I like the berries ripe, but the birds are harvesting them red. I doubt I'll even find one for a taste, but the entertainment is worth it.