Taking a look around the Stony Brook Reservation we noticed it was unusually dry: the little swamp I usually photograph was a mud puddle. Here what should be a lush carpet of moss is cracking as the soil below it dries and splits.
Here's something I haven't seen before: turkey tail mushrooms (apparently fresh, from whenever the last rains were) emerging from a burnt log.
Winter is gone, cry the pussy willows as they explode into flower.