Monty's back from California for a few weeks, and we'd had a weekend of plans for outdoor activity, only to back off from most of them due to the digestive illness that the kids brought home afflicting Monty (I have a worry that I am next). I escaped to go walk around Brooks Estate by myself at 6:30pm, with the thought that I hadn't seen blooming Jack in the Pulpit in some time, but that it should be to-be-found at Brooks Estate. Indeed I found it, though only one somewhat tattered one.