The ground was spongy soft with moss that is thriving on the dew and warming temperatures. The understory of the woods sparkled with the leftovers of an early morning rain shower. The sun was noticeably warm on my backside. LeRoy ran ahead of me through the grass and leaves, scampering around like the puppy he is apparently channeling.
"Just one more lap around!" That was what I used to say to my dad when I was about seven years old on one of our family vacations at Lake Dunmore in Vermont. Dad would let me steer the little outboard motor on our rented rowboat around and around the inlet in front of our cabin. Thanks for that, Dad.
I could take "one more lap around" my loop a million times and never tire of it.
Lilac in bud, check.
Naturalized daffs coming up, check.
Misty, lacy, dew-dropped woods, check.
Fairy orbs in place, double check.
And look at this fabulous nest from last year. Heather of the Hills, if you're reading, do you know what made it?
And what does it use to glue it over the suspending branch like this? Amazing!
Well--there you go, until March 31 or so. Have a GREAT spring equinox tomorrow everyone! It's here!