Tag Archives: cattails

Cool air, bright sun and silence, save...

By Dave Bonta | Published October 25, 2011 at 11:36 am

Cool air, bright sun and silence, save for the rustling of cattails and the creaking of one dead oak cradled in the limbs of its neighbor.

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Clear and bracing, like a shot of vodka...

By Dave Bonta | Published March 26, 2011 at 10:09 am

Clear and bracing, like a shot of vodka. The thirteen cattail heads beside the springhouse sway gently in the dawn light.

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Juncos hop on the icy snow between...

By Dave Bonta | Published January 20, 2011 at 8:08 am

Juncos hop on the icy snow between the cattails where a rabbit disappeared fifteen minutes earlier, taking the darkness with it.

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The cattails’ broken blades are...

By Dave Bonta | Published December 19, 2010 at 8:59 am

The cattails’ broken blades are white with rime. Two juncos flutter up under the springhouse eaves, investigating the empty phoebe nest.

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Halfway to the ground, a locust leaf...

By Dave Bonta | Published October 22, 2010 at 8:37 am

Halfway to the ground, a locust leaf reverses course and heads for the sky. The cattails whisper, a restive crowd, but the sun never comes.

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The downpour eases, and the cattail...

By Dave Bonta | Published September 27, 2010 at 9:24 am

The downpour eases, and the cattail leaves stop dancing. A burst of bird calls from within the dogwood thicket: waxwings, towhees.

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In the springhouse marsh, 13 cattail...

By Dave Bonta | Published July 27, 2010 at 7:22 am

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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In the light breeze, one clump of cattails...

By Dave Bonta | Published August 26, 2009 at 9:36 am

In the light breeze, one clump of cattails waves out of sync; the sound of chewing. A few perfunctory phrases from a red-eyed vireo.

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Beside the springhouse, the twittering...

By Dave Bonta | Published June 25, 2009 at 9:22 am

Beside the springhouse, the twittering zoom of a hummingbird’s courtship dive: from sunlight into cattail shadows and back. Tanager song.

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The moon comes out, and there’...

By Dave Bonta | Published January 12, 2009 at 7:32 am

The moon comes out, and there’s the rabbit, crouching next to the lilac. It races across the driveway and disappears into the cattails.

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