Recluse reclusive

Air temperature 44 F, wind north gusting to 17 mph, cloudy after orange sunrise. You don't want my opinion on that. It's the wrong opinion. Probably don't want my opinion on anything, when it comes down to it. Regular weekly foraging on the schedule.

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First woodchuck of spring, grazing in a lawn as we headed home from foraging. And, in the rodent department, I haven't seen our front porch chipmunk(s) yet this year. Maybe they didn't survive the winter and hungry wildlife.

Anyway, our azalea buds are starting to open. Pass the word to the hummingbirds.

Tuesday flora report

Skunk cabbage up in the bog, faint green haze showing on the tamaracks, Canada mayflower leaves in the woods, leaves on the lupines but no flower spikes yet. And bluets in the grass.

Six or eight geese at the cemetery pond, couple of ducks. Couldn't tell if the latter were mallards or the pair of mergansers I saw last time through. No roadkill, unless you count the roads.

Temperature above 60 F, little wind, got out on the bike. Upriver to the golf course, across to the road through the bog, thence home over hill and dale. First full loop of the year. Route looks safe for the road bike.

15.4 miles, 1:40

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Ground ivy blooming purple in the lawn and bumblebee checking out our front azalea. Day by day . . .