Summer has reached the later part of its season here on Roundtop. The woodland birds have fledged and are out on their own—often with clownish feather-do’s in some weird combination of baby feathers and adult plumage. Saturday night saw a decent early-season migration. On Sunday morning I saw a flock of robins, about half of them this year’s young birds. I also found a few warblers, which is never more than I see here. Roundtop isn’t a warbler hotspot, by any means.
On Friday evening I found, again, the family of wild turkey I occasionally see. They were stalking the edge of a cornfield, the young poults already grown since the last time I saw them, which wasn’t very long ago. There were more of them than I could fit in the frame--another hen and several more poults.
can see a change in the undergrowth of the forest—there’s less of it. The first of spring annual plants often die back after they flower. For me, this amounts to being able to see deeper into the forest again, instead of finding a thick curtain of greenery obscuring anything more than 10 feet away.
This summer is shaping up to be less hot than average—it’s still too warm for me. I’m ready for fall with the first day of 90 degree day. This year, that came later than it often does and didn’t last as long as usual, too. At least this summer wasn’t a constant stream of hazy, hot and humid days, but instead was a constant stream of warmer than average days, with no seesawing back and forth between hot and cooler. It was just constantly in the mid to upper 80s, and the night time temperature didn’t drop as it often does. As a result the overall effect was a summer about 2.5 degrees hotter than the average of the previous years. Right now it looks like the 10th hottest August of recorded temperatures in this area. As I said earlier, I am ready for fall, but I know I’m going to have to wait a while longer.