A fresh half-inch of snow is enough to give shape to banshees towering into the treetops, which whip back and forth, shedding dead limbs
The view from my front porch every morning, in 140 or fewer characters
Monthly Archives: December 2008
Clear and cold at sunrise, with gusts...
Clear and cold at sunrise, with gusts of wind and a roaring up on the ridge. Chickadees like yard-sale shoppers darting from find to find.
Tagged chickadee, gray squirrel, sunrise
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I love winter. I can rise late and...
I love winter. I can rise late and it still feels early: clear sky, sun through the trees, the hollow rattle of a crow too angry to caw.
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Rainbow at sunrise in the mist above...
Rainbow at sunrise in the mist above the half-red ridge. I race up the driveway in my pyjamas, only to find the camera’s batteries are dead.
In the darkness and fog, the sound...
In the darkness and fog, the sound of slush being punctured and scraped aside. I can just make out the solid shadows, their many thin legs.
A screech owl’s trill, the maniacal...
A screech owl’s trill, the maniacal cry of a pileated—everything sounds like a portent when the sky’s such a lurid red behind the trees.
Tagged pileated woodpecker, screech owl
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The trees rock quietly in the dawn...
The trees rock quietly in the dawn wind, ringed by shards of yesterday’s armor. Reflections of golden clouds glide across the icy driveway.
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Freezing rain. A black birch sapling...
Freezing rain. A black birch sapling suddenly bows its head. As the temperature climbs, branches begin to shed their heavy decorations.
Tagged chickadee
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Juncos foraging in the snow. One flies...
Juncos foraging in the snow. One flies up to the branch nearest to my chair and inches sideways, its down coat puffed out against the cold.
Tagged juncos
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Fast-moving windows of blue in a yellow...
Fast-moving windows of blue in a yellow sky. The trees creak as they sway—it’s 5°F. A good day for walking, a bad day for standing still.
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