Yesterday I saw what seemed like a hundred small birds descend in unison onto my front brown sugar fig tree. They talked, ate, then flew away all at once. Some birds, however, decide to make one of the trees, like this Ischia, their home.
Bees and many other stinging things took up residence in both brown sugar trees well over a week ago. They won’t leave until all the figs are gone. Today, I found this Red-spotted Purple (Limenitis arthemis) feeding on a fallen, over-ripe fig, slowly opening and closing her wings. I know just how she feels.
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