Finally arrived at the time of year when the RiverHag looks for shadier spots to enjoy. The Chemung is on the other side of the trees. Cloudy, almost-raining days are perfect for seeing more unusual behavior in our local river denizens. The geese were lazy and enjoying the recently mown grass on the walkway. They moved indolently down the bank as we approached.
I don't know what sort of tree this is, but the catkins sort of glisten in the morning light.
And it was just beginning to clear up, so the heat chased me back indoors.