We just missed the last light again on this one though we went straight to it after my Monday evening meeting. But there was still plenty of light filtering through trees on other claret cups as we picked our way south through the woods.

This sighting led to a patch of them, and the light kept shifting on this largest one as we angled around for different views.

I’m so grateful for spring, and sunshine, and having the mobility to be able to wander aimlessly for an hour in the evening. Pain is so terribly constricting; the absence of pain is utterly liberating.