Oops, didn’t see that post. They’ll be there when the time is right.
The swallows are here, I love watching them soar around like mini jet fighters scooping up airborne bugs. Been recording when they arrive for a few years now. It varies by as much as a month at least.
This is the weirdest year ever.
Normally, the Mulberry trees would have been picked clean by May Day.
They’re just now poking out a few pale green baby berries.