I'm still here...
1 day ago

This perfectly round Robin's nest sits atop a metal step ladder that leans against the old stone house in the yard. It is vulnerable to sun and wind and rain (not to mention convenient step access for four-legged creatures), but so far, so good. Stay tuned. There are three well-protected Robin's nests on the house, each with baby Robins in residence.
This bunch of Morels "popped" sometime in the last 24 hours near the stump of an Elm that was cut down two years ago. The thrill of the hunt has me in its grip and I find myself wandering off into the woods a couple of times each day. Once I've spied a morel I crouch and pivot around 360 degrees until I'm sure I've spotted every single one in the area. Squinting hard helps. So does a cloudy day. I find that shallots are the perfect complement (most people use ramps, which are abundant now). Shallots, butter, wine, morels..on toast or pasta. What could be more perfect.
This morning the windows flew open to the songs of Warblers, especially the Blackburnian Warbler, whose song was so close by (they like to perch high in evergreens) and sweet that the thought of listening to the chattering radio - the usual morning routine - seemed deadly dull. Listen to the song of the Blackburnian...this is very close to what I heard this morning.