One possible varying hare (snowshoe rabbit) at my first Interstate crossing, mile 7. Remains fragmentary, but fur color looked right.
Cattail heads filled out and dark brown, thistles in fluff. Thrice-damned purple loosestrife rampaging across the land.
Got out on the bike in advance of threatened showers. Did not die.
15.26 miles, 1:15:03
The lot where that house used to stand down the street has been regraded, with loam, mulch hay, and seed over the carnage. The place used to have an aggressive stand of Japanese knotweed, invasive alien that some people thought was ornamental. The landscaping scraped that clean.
It is sprouting through the mulch.
One woodchuck fleeing in the cemetery, one startled chipmunk vanishing into the roadside brush near the experimental farm.
No eagles at my overlook site, but heavy construction along the hydro dam there and the water drawn down. Probably not a good fishing spot right now.
Ragweed blooming . . .
Got out on the bike before afternoon showers could move in, upriver and then inland a bit while staying within range of shelter. Thunderstorm has blown through since I got home. Did not die.
30.10 miles, 2:30:08