The clouds finally thin out at mid-morning. An orange skipper passes over the thin-bladed grass to settle on the sunny half of a dock leaf.
The view from my front porch every morning, in 140 or fewer characters
Monthly Archives: May 2010
So clear, even the mourning dove sounds...
So clear, even the mourning dove sounds joyful. Muffled thuds of a pileated in a dead tree, knocking—as Rumi would say—from the inside.
Cool and quiet—a thoroughly dull...
Cool and quiet—a thoroughly dull morning, I’m thinking. Just then a hen turkey lands in the yard with a clamor of wings and saunters off.
Tagged wild turkey
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Hard rain forces the phoebes to dive...
Hard rain forces the phoebes to dive into the weeds in search of prey, returning drenched to their dry and querulous brood under the eaves.
Tagged phoebe
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A blue-gray gnatcatcher hoovering insects...
A blue-gray gnatcatcher hoovering insects from the cherry leaves hovers almost like a hummingbird, I think, until the real thing zooms by.
Tagged gnatcatcher, hummingbird
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At daybreak, a small deer leaps and...
At daybreak, a small deer leaps and twists like a bronco with an invisible rider, then careens through the purple haze of dame’s-rocket.
Tagged dame's-rocket, deer
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From the luminous green wall of the...
From the luminous green wall of the woods, a pewee calls. Maple keys come spinning, take the place of yesterday’s hailstones on the porch.
Yes, I can watch tanagers in the treetops...
Yes, I can watch tanagers in the treetops, a hooded warbler in the bush. But just over the ridge, the interstate howls. There’s no escape.
Tagged hooded warbler, I-99, scarlet tanager
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From the moment I come out, the world...
From the moment I come out, the world conspires to wake me up: yesterday, the tulip tree dropped a branch; today, a Cooper’s hawk swoops in.
Tagged Cooper's hawk, tulip tree
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Two grackles appear at the woods’...
Two grackles appear at the woods’ edge, iridescent black against the brightest green of the year. In the garden, the first yellow iris.
Tagged common grackle, garden, iris
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