Now that August is upon us, it’s hard to ignore that little bit of fall that is in the air. Sure, it’s going to be summer for quite a while, but when nighttime temperatures hover in the low-60s and upper-50s, good things happen. Fishing picks up and hunters stir as they know the time to hit the marshes, woods and fields is nearly upon us.
Earlier this week, I was reminded that waterfowl actually do migrate south in July and August when the 12 “resident” blue-winged teal that were born and reared on an area marsh tripled in number overnight. I stepped out of my Suburban with the binoculars to take a better look and the visitors flushed instantly, while the locals completely ignored me and went about their business.