This morning, a pair of birds kept me awake for some time, singing loudly in the leafless mulberry tree. I think they were robins, and they are mating. Blue jays kept flying by, screeching at them: Gack! Gack! Jays, apparently, are not romantic birds.
Though the morning was chilly, the afternoon warmed up enough that I was able to leave the windows open for a couple of hours. I probably let a lot of pollen into the house. I wonder if it will make me hallucinate tonight?