Greeted at the garden by four hawks soaring together, a sight I've never seen, two couples circling one thermal. Maybe they were double dating, but there were none of those entwined daredevil courtship dives which precede mating.
Roofscape's garden was flooded, about half the beds were under water and all the paths turned into treacherous quagmires. I didn't have my camera with me, but the photo above shows a typical spring high water mark along the banks of the aptly named Muddy River. This might have been the year that, sitting high and dry on the small island surrounding the sunroom, I saw a muskrat swim through the garden.
Image ... Late spring flood in the Roofscape garden. The Fens, Boston.
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