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The ground cover in our woods is making impressive progress in spring growth. It has already reached the point where it’s almost impossible to find Asher when he wanders away as we walk through the woods. I have an obvious fondness for finding trillium, both where we have transplanted it and in surprising places it shows up organically.

Those flowers are probably carpeting the woods up at the lake place, or will be soon. Ours are few and far between at home.

The busy, energy-filled day on Saturday gave way to a very low-energy Sunday for me. A little extra time standing quietly with the horses and lying down with Asher outside in the shade. A short nap early in the afternoon. Some puttering in the shop to tend to long-neglected clutter before making a little progress on a project.

I ended the evening watching Stanley Cup Playoff hockey. That ended up being the most stressful part of the entire day.

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