April 9, 2026

I saw coltsfoot for the first time this year, yesterday, growing along the road going uphill, and also on a small tuft of earth in the book, around which runs a side-channel.

The crocuses didn’t last long this year, and they weren’t very plentiful either, getting smushed/broken/chilled/etc.

A brown creeper was just singing when I went to retrieve the recycling bin from the end of the driveway.