I also saw a group of blackbirds, which, at first, I mistook for young crows. There was some fuss going on among them, and they chased each other through the pines with much chattering. They reminded me a bit of the guys who now, with the end of school, are driving around town shirtless, radios blaring, shouting greetings at one another as they speed along the narrow roads. Ah, youthful exuberance!
This evening, the clouds have thickened and the evening light glows through a mother-of-pearl sky. Maybe I will have time for another short walk. Maybe I will be lucky enough to get caught in one of those brief spring showers which dampens the leaves and flowers, and then breaks up in time for the sunset to make the droplets of water glisten and bejewel the fresh green of the forest.