If this isn't summer weather, then I don't know what is. With temperatures in the high 80s and blue skies, it's a good idea to get the gardening chores done before it gets too hot. I love these early summer morning, so cool and damp. It's been pretty dry lately, and carrying 5-gallon pails of water to the garden is much easier at 5:30 in the morning, than after it gets too warm.
The early morning bird songs are a real treat. They all have a song to sing to start the day—something we people could learn from. The little Indigo Blue bunting has been a very enthusiastic vocalist early in the day. His rapid song—"sweet-sweet-sweet-sweet"— comes each morning from the lush green foliage along the edge of the woods.
My ears always pick up on the different songs and where they are coming from. I like to see how many different songs I hear. The musical twitter of the Barn swallows as they pass like darts over my head. The whistles of two male Cardinals from the tops of the Black locust trees. The raspy call of a Crested flycatcher comes from a large, leafy Sugar maple.
The male Robins are always ready to sing their cheery morning songs. I counted 5 different Robins singing this morning and three of them started crooning before daylight. The Whip-poor-will too had a few remaining notes to sing after singing his song all night long. There is only one singing male Whip-poor-will in this small valley this year, and I'm very grateful to have him around. The fact is, there are three more singing males only a quarter mile to the north, where the valley comes to a T with another valley. It does my heart good to know that there's the promise of Whip-poor-wills again next year.
The past two mornings I've heard the whiny, begging calls of some newly-fledged Rose-breasted grosbeaks. The first thing I do each day is put out some sunflower seeds for the birds. Especially now, when the young birds are introduced to the bird feeders. I really enjoy watching the young Cardinals, Grosbeaks and Red-belled woodpeckers being fed by their parents as they chatter and flutter in anticipation of getting something to eat.
New sounds of summer life greet me each day. These are reminders from the summer before, or sometimes the distant past. Let this season's sounds and the memories they trigger give you pause to reflect on a special Natural event from your past. These heart-warming memories help you bond just a little closer to this Earth.
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