It’s true, spring is here or nearly or burgeoning.  First sign: That skunk on Sunday night, unseen, but apparent in front of the house.  Then birds tweeting all week at dawn.  Yesterday?  One of the dogs stopped cold, put on the brakes, mid-walk to look up.  I looked up.  Couldn’t see what had grabbed his attention and then I did.

A huge, beautiful hawk maybe one hundred feet above us, wings outspread, patrolling and riding the wind currents.

On a base, culinary level: The estimable Oregon mushroom folks (www.oregonmushrooms.com) posted on FB this week sighting of morels.  At New Deal fish: Shad roe for sale.