The top of my big mulberry tree is alive with little yellow birds.

I looked them up; they're goldfinches. I'm glad I haven't removed the mulberry. Tom is allergic to it, and frequently hints that he'd be happier if it were gone. I did start to remove the two smaller ones last year, but then I tasted the berries. While white mulberries are sweet, but otherwise tasteless, black mulberries are as delicious as raspberries.

Now, back to my Sea Lettuce Scarf. Since it's just one skein of sock yarn, my darn lack of concentration is the only excuse for it to take more than a week.