It was 60 degrees F and cloudy this morning at 7:50 as I topped off Rhododendron’s tires and headed out for, in accordance with the wind direction, parts south and east.
The ride was smooth and swift and was not strongly drawn to stop and photograph until, close to Windsor Road, it started to rain.
Didn’t have to wait at all for the light to change at Race and Windsor. Maybe they’ve worked out the timing, or maybe I just got lucky.
Meadowbrook was beginning to show green from a distance.
Got the customary shot of McCullough/ Davis creeks from the Rabbit Statue bridge.
Over the bridge, around the corner and on a little way noticed that a section of last year’s growth had been burned away,
leaving the ground charred and almost bare and affording a view far into the middle of the prairie. Was glad to see this bit of prairie management. Hoped it would reduce what seemed to be disease in some of the prairie plants.
Saw a beaten path from the toward Davis Creek and followed into the water.
In the creek was an abundance of filamentous green algae. Near the stream, rocks and logs were covered with soft green moss.
Back along the path, most of the prairie still was pale gold.
Red-winged blackbirds perched on old compass plant stalks and on the tops of bird houses.
Noticed how much easier it was to ride with the temperature at 60 than it was when it was in the thirties!
Rode on to Windsor and turned east into its bordering sidewalk and then to Philo Road and eastward on Curtis Road.
There was a southeastern breeze that required some extra exertion, but knew it would mean ease on the way back.
Rode downhill pretty much all the way to High Cross, not much encumbered by the cross wind.
Turned back at High Cross Road.
The way back was indeed uphill, which made me think that a route for the future (especially with a west wind) would go out Curtis and back another way, at least between High Cross and Philo Road.
And then, at Philo Road the path went downhill again. Hooray!
Saw a nice roadside tree just before Race street.
Back near Meadowbrook noticed in the tree plantation across the street that a lot of the trees looked poorly, which may have been why there has been so much cutting. Maybe it was not that someone wanted the area cleared.
The rain stopped.
And back in the neighborhood there were golden daffodils among copious blue Scilla and early manifestation of Virginia bluebells.
Oh, welcome, this leading edge of extravagant, profligate springtime!