It's not nice to fool Mother Nature

Especially since she is apparently as gullible as the rest of us.

I dragged myself to the park this morning, even though the weather has taken a turn to what the forecasters like to call "seasonal," gray, chilly, and much too dark to get any decent pictures of birds.

The flowers remain stubbornly unseasonal. A week ago there were green shoots and scattered snowdrops; now daffodils and crocuses are everywhere, oddly bright on a dull day when it was too cold to stop and admire them.