The summer symphony begins. The sounds outside begin their buzz, a slow summer crescendo toward the mania of the August cicadas. Today, on this grand celebration of spring, the Bumble Bees and Carpenter Bees buzz lazily around the front porch. Our dog, Zippy, believes it is her job to defend the homestead. She leaps and snaps, catching the occasional bee. Her high-pitched bark of frustration as she misses adds the first percussive sounds of the symphony. A melody is added by the Oriole which flies around the yard singing an incessant twelve-note song like a broken record. Its frustration as it calls for a mate seems to add extra energy to each successive song.
