It’s nearly halfway through June, and so much is going on its hard to know what to tell you about. Rough-winged swallows are busy tending to their young in the cavities they make in the erosion-caused cut banks along the shore, solid proof that nature can make something out of even the ugliest of human scars. They announce to the world where their nest is, busily going to and fro, bringing food to their young. Not so with the belted kingfishers, who make cavities in the cut banks as well, sometimes in the same one the swallows use! The kingfishers will give you no clues as to the location of their nest, and will not fly to it in your presence. Figure that one out, all you evolutionary biologists out there. The shoreline is dense with vegetation now, the woods not so full of migratory song birds singing, but not silent just yet. Rosebay rhododendrons are blooming profusely in all shades of pink to white, and the sourwoods are starting to bloom as well. Sounds like early summer on Jocassee, doesn’t it. ~B