Saw a small flock of goldfinch perched among the Wild Bergamot in my garden this morning, picking the seeds off the heads between preening dunks in the pond.


Maples are blooming; short red affairs with long pistils that many mistake simply for budding leaves.


Also emerging in the garden is the Purple Pasque Flower, a hardy, perrenial native whose downy stems can often be seen breaks the soil before the last of the snows are gone. It was likely helped along by the soil-softening downpour we got yesterday; about .5" of rain in the gauge in around an hour and a half. Have also noticed the native ferns starting to unfurl their way through the mulch.