Today was by my reckoning only the third glorious-weather day of this year. I was at Terra Nova, enjoying the photons. So was this American Goldfinch, who paused his willow-seed feasting to burst into prolonged song.
A male Tree Swallow in his Batman suit peeked from his lichen-encrusted fixer-upper.
A Bald Eagle, not quite fully mature, flopped low overhead.
And the fields were aglow with peppermint lifesaver lollipops