After a long, chilly, wet spring, summer weather is moving into Missouri from the West. Though I am not a fan of the season, it is good to know that nature's cycle remains intact.
Down at Eagle Bluffs this morning, the floodplain was drying and the distinctive tunes of summer songbirds rang across the refuge; those of dickcissels, common yellowthroats, indigo buntings and yellow-breasted chats were most evident. Scattered flocks of great blue herons and great egrets foraged in the shallows while a trio of beavers played in one of the canals.
Back home, it was time to clear vines and weeds from one of our fence lines, an effort to stay ahead of the explosive growth that heat and humidity will fuel. As one might suspect, once that job was completed, I already missed the cool air of spring.
