It's been another one of those stretches of Dreaded Desk Work, appointments, etc. that are necessary, but not photo ops.
Some pollywogs (wood frogs) have hatched and are developing. The white dots are siblings that did not make it.

The forsythia are at peak. The town's bent metal sign post is annoying to mow around. One of these days I will need a tractor to get it out of the ground.
New sneakers (gym shoes for some of you) for the northern Toro. This is our oldest one, at 10 years old. The original ones had been plugged many times, had little tread left, and needed some more plugs. It was getting to the point where I was plugging the plugs.

Mallard at the northern place.

Retrieving equipment and decorative rocks from up north. Also some treasured heirloom Rhubarb.



Somehow I seldom seem to get a picture of the northern end of the yard, looking south in Prospect.

Now that there is a nest, Mr. Bluebird has less time to play with his reflection in the windows, and car mirrors.

Same area as the earlier picture, but looking north.
