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      Notes and Changes since last report It was overcast, breezy and I doubt it was 60°F at 2:30 PM on May 13, 2015. That was a far cry from the near 90° we'd been having. Even when the sun came out, not a butterfly was seen. That couldn't reverse the progress of the flowering plants; at least 30 new ones were blooming since last week. Yellow-billed cuckoo was the bird of the day, though it was only heard, not seen. The Trails At Gifford House, the scent of lilacs  brought back childhood memories. The paler color  may have the bolder fragrance. From a distance buckeye  could be seen behind the Carriage House. Zooming in gets one a good look at the strange flower . Fothergilla  was just around the bend, speaking of strange .The invasive bush honeysuckles  edged the Little Bluestem Meadow. An interesting view of nanny berry , a native viburnum, had this years flower buds next to last years fruit. In the Old Gravel Pit, starflower  could be found low to the ground. Off the side at the bottom of the Old Gravel Pit, an old apple  was blooming. Invasive garlic mustard  must have been blooming for a while: seed pods were forming. What?  Along the road to the Fern Glen, black swallowwort  was up and with flower buds already!  This sunny location must allow this invasive an earlier start than I'm used to. In the Fern Glen, Solomon's seal  had been spared by the deer so far this year. I don't think anything touches red baneberry  . Originally white, large-flowered trillium  was turning pink with age. The elusive foamflower  was again blooming in the limestone cobble. So too were wild blue phlox , bellwort , and nodding trillium . Jacob's ladder  was in and out of the cobble.Ferns were coming into their own: ostrich  around the pond and maidenhair  in the cobble. At the back of the pond, golden seal  had almost come and gone during a week's time. Nearby, blue cohosh  was quietly flowering. I think Japanese barberry  had been flowering for a while, but that I had missed it. On the way to the fen, colt's foot  was still looking dandelion-like even after flowering - but the scaly stem gives it away... In the fen, the deer had missed some of the rhodora  over the winter. Leatherleaf , bog rosemary , and highbush blueberry  all have bell shaped blossoms.Cinnamon fern  fiddleheads and goldthred were coming up right along the path.Way in the back of the 'Glen, wild sarsparilla  was looking like ash seedlings... except for the flower . Yellow lady's-slipper  is a most anticipated arrival in the 'Glen.Stonecrop  was a surprize not far from a major patch of gaywings .Not to be confused with leatherleaf, leatherwood  seemed to be more fruitful this year than in the past. Almost back out to the kiosk, clusters of choke cherry  were adding to the smells in the air. Blossoms were lurking under the parasols of mayapple . Asking to be stepped on at the start of the path around the pond were tiny bluets .  There is never more than a few. Along said path were false Solomon's seal , golden ragwort , and that crazy carrion flower . Across the road, azalea  stood out. Had to take the walk for a closer look  at this. Out on the Cary Pines Trail, I knew I'd find Canada mayflower  in more advanced stages. And in the Sedge Meadow, cinnamon fern  was sending up it namesake fertile fronds. In the back Old Hayfield, invasive Russian olive  was ready to pop.  In the Old Pasture it already had. Flowering dogwood  had just started last week and was looking fuller this week.Until next week...