So here is the walk leading to my front door, which is actually my back door, since the front of the house actually faces away from the driveway. Right now our walkway is totally overgrown with waist-high day lilies, which haven't bloomed yet.
The Fourth of July weekend was rainy and drab. I had work to do, and my Favorite Husband was sick with a cold. So as luck would have it, the actual Fourth we did not leave the house all day. Which was okay, for it was totally rainy anyway.
I happen to look out the window just in time to see this little bird--I think it was a yellowthroat, or some other warbler type--go jumping into the middle of the day lilies with a sprig of grass in her beak. Which made me go "Hmm." Since a sprig of grass would indicate nest-building, and I figured it was too late to be building nests. So I sat there and waited, and sure enough the bird flitted off and came back in a few minutes with another bit of grass. More Mojo!>>