The daffodils were nearly finished, but blue hyacinths and azaleas had begun to bloom and the Carolina jessamine and the money plant were still going strong. The witch hazel looked like it was recovering from its drastic pruning. Cilantro had already bolted. And the pecan buds burst. I planted some more seeds. But I didn't do much because I wasn't feeling well.
The Carolina wren wanted some suet. A brown thrasher scampered around the patio, seeming to have difficulty making up its mind.
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