Here's the same twig on the redbud tree a week or so later than the picture in yesterday's post. Now it just looks like an unpretty, stringy, maybe even sickly, tree. Redbud is glorious, but only for a very few days.
Around the cabin: fledgling bluebirds! And the obsessive titmouse is still at the upstairs window. I hadn't seen it all week but yesterday it was back, though not quite as obsessive as the week before. This time it only spent an hour or so at the window, instead of the entire day.