
Overnight temperatures are still cold, so there was ice on the puddles.

I know this is a terrible photo of Annie, but I wanted to prove to you that she was breaking the ice, and wading, if not for long.

I saw ferns in one place, growing on a log.


A cooperative robin posed for me, while singing.

The birch trees are showing their buds now.

I have never noticed the way birchbark forms scars around the branches.

This is a macro shot of one of those scars, on a tree that fell years ago. The wood has mostly rotted, but the bark is still there.


On another fallen log, moss was happily growing.

Above the moss was a pine tree, and the squirrels had been very untidy about clearing away the dishes after their meals.

The creeks were running high. I like the way the different water speeds change the reflections of the trees.