Great blue heron preening on the grass near the cemetery pond. I deduce it had already speared breakfast. Same bird (?) in the water weeds hunting when I came back, plus a possible second in the far part of the pond.
One squashed and leaky raccoon about four miles into my ride, looked like a second-year critter. That's near a cafe, and I suspect the lure of a ripe dumpster was involved.
Not totally lethal out there, yet (82 F now), so I got out on the bike. Did not die.
15.25 miles, 1:13:12
First Canada thistle blooms (which tells you something about how New England views Canada), cotoneaster and evening primrose flowering in town, milkweed starting to form pods.
No roadkill, not even a flattened squirrel.
Roads got sorta-dry, still cloudy, got out on the bike. Thick air. Did not die.
15.29 miles, 1:15:05