The solstice serves as a sunny reminder of the mutable nature of our days. Some of us enjoyed our year’s longest stretch of daylight this weekend, while others endured their longest night. To paraphrase an insightful innuendo, it’s not the length of the day but how you spend it. I hope you spent your solstice well.
I enjoyed all manner of early summer entertainment and look to the Barn Swallows that bombed us as we picked strawberries and soared daringly along the lakeshore as my Best Birds of the Weekend. Corey’s Best Bird of the Weekend was a no-brainer. Any time you see young of an endangered species it has to be considered your Best Bird of the Weekend. And when they are as cute as the little balls of fluff that are baby Piping Plovers the Best Bird of the Weekend becomes absurdly easy to choose. Do you see both youngsters in the picture above?
How about you? What was your best bird of the weekend? Tell us in the comments section about the rarest, loveliest, or most fascinating bird you observed. If you’ve blogged about your weekend experience, you should include a link in your comment.