On my way home Friday, I saw the season's first fireflies (one at a time, a total of four in a few blocks' walk in the park), and called Cattitude to come downstairs and see them.
Strawberries, of course. The privet is in bloom, as is lots of clover.
And it's annoyingly hot and humid.
Few young birds: the plants are running early, but the ducks and geese don't seem to be. I have seen two goslings and one duckling so far. And some of the starlings today might have been fledglings.
Because of
[I have OS install stuff to do, oh frabjous day!]