Morning concert

Mockingbird perched on the chimney of the MAPS building, chortling and twittering through his stock of songs.  That's probably the same one I met, nose to beak, the other day.

The floodwaters are ebbing in the north country.  One overly-ambitious beaver got photographed dragging a branch across the International Bridge, dam repair material, but I think the river had him out-gunned.

Friday not-roadkill report

Spotted a crow harassing some bird-shaped object in the sky, looked like a sharp-shinned hawk by the profile and relative size.  Nice way to start a bike ride.

The temperature vaulted up to the mid 50s F this afternoon (yesterday's high was 52, and some areas got snow in the last storm...), so I declared desperation and went out.  Some wind, but not bad.  Other wildlife sighted -- aftermath of amphibian sex in the bog (egg masses floating in puddles and ditches), and Dig Safe crews graffiti-scrawling the road out past the cemetery.  I approve of this sign of impending pavement, as that surface ranks low on my rideability index. 

Just as long as the paving PTBs arrange work to occur when I am not interested in using that road, of course.

They might put in some work on the road shoulders out in the bog, while they're at it.  Evidence of sheet flow across the surface in the big storm, with washouts here and there.

15.27 miles, 1:11:20