Rain

(Yes, again.  But we need it this time, with a recent deficit, and continued fire warnings.)

(Note, with some concern, the wildfires in The Land of Trembling Earth and Boundary Waters Canoe Area, both places we have enjoyed.  Hope Pogo Possum and Albert and Porky and the rest of the crew are safe.)

Wife and I snatched some decent and pre-bug weather for a hike through the bog yesterday, noting various wildflowers.  Trailing arbutus, wood anemone, bellflower, Canada mayflower, goldthread, and numerous others listed.  Some slope-foreheaded lowlife thieved the whole depository for donations set out there to support the bog boardwalk, which would involve cutting a lock and hauling a hundred pounds of metal for about a quarter mile.  Probably netted $20 cash for $2000 of damage.  People are a blight on the landscape.

Sorry, Mr. Donne

A man is dead, and his death doesn't diminish me even a little bit.  Or, as Mr. Abbey is reputed to have said once, "Better men than him die every day."

Asparagus

Fresh asparagus from the bed in the back yard.  Further proof of this "spring" concept.