I just made an interesting discovery as I was re-reading the blog post about my very first stewardship evening, back in 2006: I saw a snapping turtle that night, June 12 -- the same date I saw one this year. They're consistent!

My Beechwood outing was curtailed this morning by another storm. I don't mind rain, but when that first rumble of thunder sounded, I skedaddled. That's no place to be with lightning around. Before it started I saw a Monarch butterfly with a damaged wing, trying to dry out:

I don't know what it did when the latest downpour started. Maybe just closed its eyes and dreamed about a nice sunny day?