I cleaned up on Wednesday, three bags. Luckily it wasn't as dirty as last time. I didn't get out until 5:30, but it was still hot. The cottonwoods are freshly leafed out, with their big spade-shaped leaves, including the little one that the old one fell on, so it seems it's still alive! I somehow managed to cover all the trails, and even the creek itself to some extent. Longer days are nice, and so is coming home in the evening without having my arms half frozen. I noticed a scattering of prairie dog bones, including a skull, around the fox den, proving that they were a food source for the foxes. I also saw a leg bone that had clearly been cut with a butcher's knife -- the foxes must have pilfered some food from trash cans. And last time I also saw the dried wing of a bird, all of which shows the variety of food sources the foxes employed. The den still appears empty, but I'm sure something will come to occupy it in time. It would only be karma if it were a family of skunks. The prairie dogs were very active... I just hope they don't spread through that one area where there isn't much in the way of natural barriers into the park and the rest of the field, at which point I'm sure some of the neighbors would get annoyed with them and they'd probably be poisoned. I also hope that ousting the foxes (if indeed they are gone) doesn't have the unintended effect of increasing the prairie dog's population growth by relieving them of one of their chief predators around here. At least it was a nice day, but it already seems dry... hopefully it will rain more this month!