The moon is now bright, and the night air smells of plants which have been heated -- a dense, vegetable smell. slightly suggestive of decay. I fear that the spring will be brief. Many plants which ought to have bloomed failed to do so, because of the bouts of cold with which April was plagued. But the hardier plants are now making up for lost time, rushing into blossom all at once, as though they had to get through the entire season in a few days. They probably do.
Tomorrow night, the lunar eclipse. The sky is perfectly clear tonight. I hope it holds.