Oh yes, the viburnum - one of several with a thin, edible berry. I wondered if I'd tried it before. I can now say "thin" is the more descriptive term - it's all seed inside.
In the Old Gravel pit it was other thin things like lichens and mosses that visibly benefitted from the recent showers - they were very green.
Three small moths fluttered in front of my face to settle in a white pine's needles. Two touched noses momentarily, then... well, the third moth left.
The sap run on the maple had only one comma today, but bald-faced hornets were numerous.
At the edge of the Fern Glen, some black swallowwort had turned bright yellow. This will be helpful to those hunting down this invasive.
I'd received some questions about witch hazel but only started smelling it a day or two ago. In the shrub swamp I finally found it in flower.
On the other side of the little foot bridge by the deck was sassafras sporting colors I don't think I realized it had.
The ridge of the Cary Pines Trail looked as if it had weathered a good blow: oak branch tips were all over the ground.
Empty acorn caps suggested it was not the work of wind but of squirrels.
The hill by the bench at the Appendix has had holes from solitary bees or wasps before, but the size of this one almost made me nervous.
A second hole not far away was reassurance that a chipmunk was more likely the engineer.
A rare moment of sun this day brightened the banks of the Wappinger Creek Trail.
If we look up stream, we have to look down stream too.
The competition was lining up in the back Old Hayfield.
In the front Old Hayfield, an old apple tree actually had some sizable fruit.
On closer inspection, they probably wouldn't make it to the store shelves - unless they were in a jug.
Just ahead something floated down in the late afternoon sun - the glide was not that of a leaf... it was the old great spangled fritillary we've been seeing in this corner.
We were usually finding her on that last stand of wild bergamot.
Both were looking pretty ragged today. Behind the browning seed heads, black walnuts were swelling on low branches.
