It's that time of year folks.
Those of us who chase his majesty, the King, start paying laser-focused attention to the weather forecast.
In our neck of the woods, it's a good bet that the first week of June is the critical one.
Our emotional health the rest of the summer will hinge on a seven to ten day window.
Cool rain and we start praying to whatever form of higher power we believe in, asking for a secondary peak in hatching at a later date.
Warm, dry, and full of bugs, and we say thanks to our higher power.
Is there a direct correlation to weather and chick mortality?
U betcha...sleep tight.
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