Hummingbird on a light string

I put nearly everything down so why am I still hovering?

July hits me in the face like a spray of water from a garden hose left on and unattended. In the Pacific Northwest July 4th is when we mark the start of summer. My garden is lush, hummingbirds regularly stop in to visit, and Mozi (my standard poodle) and the crows get into fights (well Mozi is the one doing the fighting and barking, the crows just eye h…