Starting things out in this season by finishing my ride on the C&O with a flat, or wrench, or maybe some other fun biking metaphor? I pretend to know about wildflowers, and especially just enjoy saying “bloodroot.” I find my own personal mallards and lots of other good callouts, including two rather ruddy yellow-rumpers. Went biking/birding to see a lifer at Burke Lake - a Red-necked Grebe (also private), then out to see what I see at Ellanor C. Lawrence Park.