Hagerman National Wildlife Refuge is located in the Texoma region between the small town of Whitesboro and the growing City of Sherman. In 1943 when lake Texoma was being filled, the small, once bustling town of Hagerman was immersed in the waters of the Red River. This created expansive grassland and marshes for an array of wildlife including 338 species of birds. During periods of persistent heavier rain fall, Wildlife road, along with the adjacent roadways, become submerged by the waters of Big Mineral Creek, Harris Creek, and the Red River. There is a bridge on Bennett Ln that crosses over Big Mineral Creek. Usually a safe distance from the gently flowing water, Cliff swallows create their gourd-shaped nests of mud on the eaves of the bridge. It has been a fairly stormy spring and Texas has received quite a bit of rainfall. While visiting the refuge this past Saturday I watched as a sord of swallows swiftly darted to and from the rales of the bridge. I anxiously scurried down the sparse, muddy bank anticipating their nests would be submerged. I was relieved to see they were not, but the waters have risen to within a few feet of the eaves making it difficult for the swallows to swoop in to feed their nestlings. I fear the waters will continue to rise as the storms continue to sweep across the South and the nestlings will never fledge, but be consumed by a watery death. I am always amazed, however disheartened, by the wrath of mother nature as she seems to be so unforgiving. I returned today and as I walked down Meadow Pond trail I was surround by Her chorus. The melodic chirping of unseen crickets, Carolina Wrens conversing in the woods, the periodic croak of near by frogs basking in the sun, and psithurism. Within quietus there is still beauty to behold.