Outside the camera's frame, the rams are walking up the path from the lower orchard to the front yard. Greg is rowing across the cove after checking the gillnet. The white throated sparrow is singing. The toads are trilling.
Why do these hummingbirds travel every year all the way from Central America to Nova Scotia? What makes them return to this particular place? It's a mystery. I couldn't even tell you where they are nesting, though we think it's in the skeleton forest just north of the house, which is a good place for keeping secrets.
It's a long evening. The sun won't set for another couple of hours. And there's plenty of time for sipping the sweetness of summer.