Dawn. As light grows, more and more shades of green and gold emerge from the forest shadows. Bell-like notes of the first wood thrush.
The view from my front porch every morning, in 140 or fewer characters
Category Archives: journal
An hour past sunrise. The downpour...
An hour past sunrise. The downpour past, a Carolina wren and a common yellowthroat both sing in fast waltz time.
Tagged Carolina wren, common yellowthroat, rain
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Two days before my friend from England...
Two days before my friend from England arrives, my inner voice sounds like a tour guide: Those are flickers. Hear how they croon their name?
Tagged flicker
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Fragments of sky are still visible...
Fragments of sky are still visible behind the haze of new leaves. The cattails are shedding; tufts of down drift by. That Sunday silence.
Tagged cattails
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Cold and overcast. Up above the blossoming...
Cold and overcast. Up above the blossoming hawthorn, three crows walk back and forth on the forest floor as if searching for a lost trinket.
The sun clears the ridge and disappears...
The sun clears the ridge and disappears behind a dark lid of clouds. The wind which a moment before felt envigorating is now simply cold.
Tagged sunrise, wind
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Watched by a chipmunk at the end of...
Watched by a chipmunk at the end of the stone wall, I hold a mouthful of coffee in my cheeks, do my best to look as if I know how to live.
Tagged chipmunks, garden
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Sun strikes the top of the tulip tree...
Sun strikes the top of the tulip tree—half-grown leaves vibrating in the wind. In the road, the severed hindquarters of a rabbit.
Tagged cottontail, tulip tree
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Bright and windy. A towhee flies in...
Bright and windy. A towhee flies in and out of a multiflora rose bush seemingly without a care, as if it weren’t studded with sharp hooks.
Tagged multiflora rose, towhee
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Snow falling faster than it can melt...
Snow falling faster than it can melt. Unto every one that hath shall be given, says the sky: hawthorn and bridal wreath now twice as white.
Tagged bridal wreath, hawthorn, snow, snowstorm
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