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Notes and Changes since last report It was 70°F and partly cloudy at 2:30 PM on May 1, 2014. Although it was almost uncomfortable in the sun, it was acceptable after yesterdays 40° and rain. Cabbage whites and spring azures were out today. A warm, fragrant southerly breeze came in at the end of the day to ease the coming of evening. The Trails The grass was greening in the Old Hayfields by Gifford House. Early spring cabbage whites can lack the typical dark markings. A male eastern bluebird was lacking nothing. In the back Old Hayfield, invasive autumn olive was just beginning to leaf out. I was hailed to look at some wood anemone along the Wappinger Creek Trail. A tiny fly on the blossom was not noticed until it was on the computer screen. Something hard not to notice was a pile of presumably frog guts . A nearby feather suggested where the rest of the frog had gone. Farther along the trail, ostrich fern was unfulring its fronds. After yesterday's rains, the creek was full. Long afternoon shadows were beginning to project on the water looking upstream . Both toothwort and cut-leaved toothwort were starting to bloom. Near the "Appendix", as I like to call the area around Trail Marker 10, the "chip!" of cardinals caused me to linger for a look. By the junction with Cary Pines Trail, an insect landing in the leaf litter suggested a rove beetle, but binoculars proved it to be a wasp of some sort. Along Cary Pines proper, Canada mayflower was really taking off. Here and there, partridge berry with last year's fruit was mixed in. Up ahead, a moth was doing a poor job of blending in. It was, however, pretty quick to escape, but not before I got one shot good enough to strongly suggest it was a gray spring moth . In the Fern Glen, false rue anemone was blooming in the Roeller bed, along the road. So too was hepatica and for some time now, but I couldn't resist the marvelous blue. In the Linde limestone cobble, a first nodding trillium was just opening. Neighboring cut-leaved toothwort was blooming in a nice patch. Again, a tiny pollenator was at work - this one, a small bee. The leaves of large-flowered trillium were almost as interesting as the flower . A bee fly , a common but interesting pollenator, was soaking up some sun. Twinleaf , just opening, was not without pollenators of its own.The ill scented red trillium , or stinking Benjamen, specializes in attracting flies as pollenators. Finally! A sprig of columbine was rising from the acid cobble. And across the trail was Carolina spring beauty . Right at the railing was something looking rather fern-like . No fiddlehead and something like a bud suggested otherwise. We'll keep an eye on this.Near the kiosk, the forest of mayapple continued to rise. Closer to the kiosk, wood anemone and toothwort were beginning to open. At the back of the pond, the mystery willow was shedding its catkins . Early meadow-rue was blooming with what remind me of little Tiffiny lampshades.On the out of the 'Glen, I noticed wild oats precariously close to lawn mower territory. Bishop's cap was playing dare-devil as well. Its crazy flowers were still but buds .At the top of the bed, hobblebush buds continued to build. The path towards the Old Gravel Pit went through a carpet of White violets . No surprise after yesterday's rains, the bottom of the Old Gravel Pit held a fair amount of water. Shadows were getting even longer by the time I entered the Little Bluestem Meadow . The clouds beyond Gifford House suggested it might be a noisy evening. In the Scotch Pine Alleé, a pine warbler seemed to have a better view of me than I had of it. At the Carriage House, one of the day's several spring azures settled for a moment in the sun. Above, another pine warbler offered a better view for me. The magnolia was what I had wanted to check; it looked about peak. On the other side of the drive was another looking maybe even a little better. And with that I was on my way til another day.