Today’s walk at Lambton Woods was never far from the Humber and we saw several devotees of that river. The Greater Yellowlegs is on its way north. The others may pass the summer here.
Mindful of you the sodden earth in spring,
And all the flowers that in the springtime grow,
And dusty roads, and thistles, and the slow
Rising of the round moon, all throats that sing
The summer through, and each departing wing. – Edna St. Vincent Millay (1892–1950)