Dawn. Three deer become two, become three again. The sound of squirrel teeth on black walnut shell—that harsh madman’s whisper.
The view from my front porch every morning, in 140 or fewer characters
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Sleet rattles on the roof like a fast...
Sleet rattles on the roof like a fast typist. Two deer in the springhouse meadow: when they stop moving, they vanish into the brown weeds.
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The white flame of a deer’s tail...
The white flame of a deer’s tail bobs among the laurel. Another doe shakes her head, flinging rain water in all directions.
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Deer have been eating the wild rosebush...
Deer have been eating the wild rosebush again, and the yard is a maze of rabbit tracks. The fog lifts for a minute, then returns.
Also tagged cottontail, fog, multiflora rose
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Dawn light turns everything briefly...
Dawn light turns everything briefly to gold: house, trees, the three deer that run a short way into the woods and stop, nostrils flaring.
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A grown fawn nuzzles her mother’...
A grown fawn nuzzles her mother’s flank as if to nurse. The mother whirls around, head lowered, threatening with invisible antlers.
At 5:15, I’m startled by the...
At 5:15, I’m startled by the dark sky, the closeness of the stars. At daybreak, seven deer stand within a stone’s throw of the porch.
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Deer circle the wild pear tree behind...
Deer circle the wild pear tree behind the house, rising high on their hind legs to reach the fruit. A crow jeers from a nearby walnut limb.
Also tagged crows, pear tree
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At first light, some newly toppled...
At first light, some newly toppled tree creaks in the wind. What I’d taken for the dog statue on the far side of the yard swivels its ears.
Also tagged dawn, dog statue, wind
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Dawn. A migrant wood thrush flits from...
Dawn. A migrant wood thrush flits from branch to branch along the edge of the woods. In the yard, a grown fawn nuzzles its mother’s neck.
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