After dropping off my daughter this afternoon, I took a side road to a park that I pass by almost daily. I've been wanting to collect a handful of the Balsam Flowers that fill the hills every spring. They are basically weeds but so beautiful. As you can see it's still gloomy and a little windy.
All those yellow patches are clumps of Balsam, they have spread over all free land and unfortunately are taking over good grazing areas.
But the best part of the whole trip was the Meadowlark I heard, then managed to capture a picture of.