Blue heron day

Sat Apr 25. 7 AM. Light Eastern sun, not too warm. Hardly any wind, just a small ruffled spot on the pond near the alders. In the light one can see lots of single spider webs, glinting. And lots of insects, the living world gone three dimensional, every cubic yard of air has 2 or 3 or more floating in it. The grass is growing in clumps, around the clumps the dead leaves in troughs. Two more new plants: one a little palm tree of sorts, ie a stem with a clump of leaves at the top, although close exam shows 3 leaves tiny in a whorl near the bottom. These are 1/8-1/4 little ones, entire,a grey green maybe a little fleshy. And something else thus far just the two first leaves, roundish,also 1/8 inch. The bedstraw is making a bid for height. It has 8 leaves in a whorl, looking proud. The glory in front of me seems bigger and longer lasting than the others; it was the first, too, does it appreciate my contemplation? I appreciate its violet blue self. I watch a blue jay: big bird. It's pecking at something high on a branch. A blue heron flies the length of the pond, south to north: that's a really big bird. Wingspan 6 feet? Tina (the female titmouse). The red-wings. Chortles: turkeys? Or the neighbours chickens? I think turkeys. We had another .3 inches of rain, then yesterday it hit 70.