5:00 AM. Cleaned out the wood stove ash tray before lighting a morning fire. Outside it was dark, but for the sky full of bright stars and a waning gibbous moon in the east. I heard the deep hoot of a great horned owl calling from the woods along the edge of the Mitchell field, defending its several square mile territory. The female, likely, is incubating eggs by now, although I'm uncertain where the pair is nesting.
After the crisp and clear start to the day, it turned windy and raw, with a washed-out look and feel. There was so little to see and enjoy outside, so I was excited to find a bug in our bathroom window. Something to study, and it was dead so I carried it downstairs for a closer look.
Seasonal Insect Invaders in New Hampshire. All are relatively harmless.
Let's hope the weather outdoors improves soon, so I don't have to go looking for more home invaders to study.