Air temperature 39 F, overcast, wind south about 15 mph. I am wearing neither green nor orange. One reason why the shamrock has become a symbol of Ireland is that it is edible, when the English decide to let you starve . . .
Afternoon walk saw one of the smaller raptors fly up and perch in the top of a ginkgo tree -- couldn't tell if it was a sharp-shin or merlin, silhouetted against the gray sky. Snowdrops not yet open. Chipmunk running along a landscape timber near the end of my route.