The birches are astir with birds: migrant warblers, chickadees, and a kinglet darting from leaf to leaf, gold crown flashing among the gold.
The view from my front porch every morning, in 140 or fewer characters
Tag Archives: black birch
The birches are astir with birds: migrant...
Also tagged chickadee, fall warblers, golden-crowned kinglet
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Due to the drought, the goldenrod display...
Due to the drought, the goldenrod display is subdued this year—but birch are turning three weeks early. September will have its yellow.
Steady rain. A phoebe snatches insects...
Steady rain. A phoebe snatches insects from the undersides of birch leaves, and in the distant drone of an airplane I hear news of the sun.
A broken-off locust limb held at a...
A broken-off locust limb held at a 45-degree angle by the black birches’ intricate crowns is thick enough to still wear a coat of snow.
Also tagged black locust
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Last night the air was warm, but the...
Last night the air was warm, but the stars gleamed like steel. This morning it’s overcast and cold. New splashes of yellow in the birches.
Yakety-yak on the porch, dee dee dee...
Yakety-yak on the porch, dee dee dee in the birches, and everywhere a drip drip drip drip drip: gray solstice morning.
