We were all looking at a House Wren working a stump when I glanced down to see a rotten log crawling with termites. Nice. I was hopeful that a good sized mixed flock of (preferably) warblers would come to scoop them up.
The termites milled about then one by one took off, lifting into the air, glittering in the sunlight like fairy dust. For most, their maiden voyage was cut short when the birds came to gobble them up. It started with the House Wren, then the White-throated Sparrows, and Robins got in the act. A Northern Parula showed up and so did a Veery and several Hermit Thrushes.
Many logs and stumps were crawling with termites in the heat of the day. It is the time of year, if you seen one, keep watch, the birds will come.