Students gathered at the top of Dakota Life Hill were busy trying to start fires using hand drills, bow drills, and flint-and-steel. It was noisy with their excitement. But a rumble of distant thunder got the adults looking skyward and the inky blackness of the western sky convinced us it was time to head inside. The trek back to the classroom took us through a woodland of trees. What little light there was filtered through young leaves giving the woods a strange greenish glow. Fascinating to look at, but we had no time to appreciate the quality of the light. And just in time, we made it to the classroom. The hail and rain that poured down were most impressive.
It seems that storms that develop quickly are also short-lived. And that was the case today - by noon, the skies were clear. Red admirals and dragonflies were flying everywhere. Naturalists were out hunting for morels. And there - by the feeders near the office - orioles! Just about the time we hung an oriole feeder, a monarch butterfly was spotted near the raptor mews. This is why I so enjoy observing the changes of spring.
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