Monthly Archives: July 2010

At 52 degrees, hornets are already...

At 52 degrees, hornets are already going in and out of their gray globe in the weeds. I watch the sunrise by inference on the western ridge.

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At last the garden cricket has a rival...

At last the garden cricket has a rival. They creak slowly back and forth. I scan the western sky for what’s left of last night’s moon.

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It starts to rain. A hover fly lands...

It starts to rain. A hover fly lands on the rim of my mug, its thin, yellow-banded abdomen twitching like a nervous and anorexic bee.

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A cyanide millipede—black segments...

A cyanide millipede—black segments edged in orange, yellow cilia undulating—flows through the garden like a dangerous amusement park ride.

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In the springhouse marsh, 13 cattail...

In the springhouse marsh, 13 cattail spikes are turning brown. When I go over for a closer look, a deer pops her head up, swivels her ears.

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The small cross of a plane against...

The small cross of a plane against the blue, its distant drone. A flicker climbing the dead elm loses his footing on a patch of sunlight.

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The vibrating of a dead branch…

The vibrating of a dead branch from which a bird has just flown. In a funnel spider web among the weeds, 14 raindrops from the last storm.

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Three hummingbirds circle the blowsy...

Three hummingbirds circle the blowsy remains of the bergamot at sunrise. One lands on a bare twig and grooms her breast feathers.

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Highway noise from over the ridge;...

Highway noise from over the ridge; a whiff of diesel. A downy woodpecker going up the dead elm passes a nuthatch going down.

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Two male towhees trade tweets from...

Two male towhees trade tweets from opposite sides of the yard. At the top of the dead cherry tree, a goldfinch swivels back and forth.

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