Conditions
Wednesday, 27 May 2026
This morning, I walked through the woods to the other side of the point. There’s no beach, so no beach strolling, just picking my way through the woods avoiding trilliums (most not blooming), ramps, sticks, muddy spots, and the like. The lake looks swollen to me, even without the beach-less margin. In fact, “high water” does not even come close to the present condition.
The ferns continue to unfurl, as you’d expect.
In the field, I found the first lupine bud, a bit ahead of the masses.