The white heron called the great egret, seen here hunting in a pond. We only see them during a month or so in late summer. From the time I was little it was always exciting to see one of these all white birds in familiar ponds or meadows.
This non-native tiger lily looked great blooming against a shagbark hickory this morning. They escaped from gardens long ago but never became invasive here, just show up in spots to brighten the roadsides.
A molting indigo bunting. I think it’s a young male with his first set of blue feathers coming in. People often think indigo buntings are unusual but they are extremely common here. They’re just hard to see unless you know their song.