Since Thursday evening there has been a slowly gathering flock of fire flies. Ticks galore (five now in captivity), noseeums, and a few mosquitos.Mountain laurel full of buds, not yet flowering. Elderberry bushes flourishing along with forget-me-nots, and bleeding hearts. Ferns marching into all of the empty spaces left by everything else.Two weekends ago: four deer, one turkey, one bear, and two racoons (rather impudent racoons).
Margaret O'Brien Steinfels, a former editor of Commonweal, writes frequently in these pages.