Coming upstairs to the main floor just now, I was surrounded by the nocturnal symphony, of field crickets and other night-singers.
It's loud, and in full swing now.
A new neighbor, across the street, was marveling last night about her first sighting of fireflies when she came east. Add to that the night songs, and we have everyday magic.
Bumblebees and other flower visitors are coming to the Liatris and Echinacea that are in flower now, and hummingbirds are visiting the jewelweed (Impatiens) that's just starting to flower.
Nice to be home in the Carolinas (in the mountains).