A bright blue morning. It takes the drone of a plane to draw my attention to a new bird call: the first blue-headed vireo of the year.
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Even on such a cold morning, a faint...
Even on such a cold morning, a faint hush of crickets. A cicada starts up: less a whine than a loud whisper. The slow chant of a vireo.
A morning so dark, the spring peepers...
A morning so dark, the spring peepers call between showers. At the wood’s edge, slow as a dream, a blue-headed vireo repeats its only line.
Such a startling and ridiculous sound...
Such a startling and ridiculous sound, the turkey’s gobble—like gargling with marbles. And then a blue-headed vireo’s quiet soliloquy.
High, deliberate notes of a blue-headed...
High, deliberate notes of a blue-headed vireo: April revisited. A slow floodwater mosquito dies between the heels of my palms.
April’s solitary vireo and brown...
April’s solitary vireo and brown thrasher have been replaced by red-eyed vireo and catbird—an adagio movement giving way to an allegro.
Myrtle, speedwell, daffodils, bittercress...
Myrtle, speedwell, daffodils, bittercress—who cares if it’s 26 degrees? At the edge of the woods, a solitary vireo’s slow and dreamy song.
A solitary or blue-headed vireo — ...
A solitary or blue-headed vireo — “more deliberate, higher, sweeter” (Peterson) than its red-eyed cousin — calling at the edge of the woods.
