It’s another misty rainy morning in Southeast Texas. The temperature is a mild 65°. The air is full of mist, it’s barely falling, mostly just floating in the air. But the trees are dripping, dripping, dripping… It’s not stopping the birds from singing though.

There’s a change coming. Cool fronts one after another. The northerly air flow well last almost a week. We’re predicting it will affect the migration of the songbirds coming up across the gulf. There’s a high probability of a fallout this coming week. When they happen migration fallouts are kind of interesting.

The first drill fallout I ever experienced was the year I saw the most exotic birds of my life in a week’s time. And I never left home… That year the number of indigo buntings that were here was amazing. I counted over 200 between the house and the bayou. Between the indigos and the Blue Grosbeaks it was like a wave of blue covering all of the bushes. That was the year I spotted my first painted bunting. And Orioles and Tanagers and the rose-breasted grosbeak… It was the year I lived with a bird book in my hands.

Looking at the radar this morning, most of the heavy rains hurt to the north and east of us. From fort Worth to the Alabama coast thunder and lightning is scattered along the way.

Y’all stay safe, stay healthy, and pray for our nation and the world.

Enjoy the coming weekend….