To the tune of birds and toads and alongside ants and bees, I sketched three floral specimens: spring beauty, trout lily, and dandelion.
Clumps of crescent-shaped seed pods embellished a dried plant that stood a few feet tall. The plant lined an open trail and called for a closer examination.
The ice over the pond was thinning, betraying the dark water beneath its increasingly transparent surface. A trio of beavers was there.
