Tag Archives: fog

Deer have been eating the wild rosebush...

By Dave Bonta | Published January 23, 2012 at 8:12 am

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.

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Cool and damp. The low-hanging clouds...

By Dave Bonta | Published January 12, 2012 at 12:32 pm

Cool and damp. The low-hanging clouds catch on the treetops. Crows signal their locations with almost every wingbeat.

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Fog. High in a skeletal birch, the...

By Dave Bonta | Published November 22, 2011 at 9:52 am

Fog. High in a skeletal birch, the silhouettes of ten goldfinches are almost the right size for leaves, moving in their own slow wind.

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Dense fog and silence—the instant...

By Dave Bonta | Published November 16, 2011 at 12:07 pm

Dense fog and silence—the instant wilderness found inside a cloud. A leaf falls 100 feet away and I hear the soft rustle when it lands.

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Rain and fog. A pileated woodpecker...

By Dave Bonta | Published October 13, 2011 at 11:34 am

Rain and fog. A pileated woodpecker performs invasive surgery on a locust tree next to the springhouse, removing a malignant colony of ants.

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Rain and fog. With the power out, the...

By Dave Bonta | Published September 5, 2011 at 10:38 am

Rain and fog. With the power out, the world looms frighteningly close. Off in the woods, a bright clearing where some tree came down.

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Thin fog. A spiderweb spread like a...

By Dave Bonta | Published August 7, 2011 at 9:01 am

Thin fog. A spiderweb spread like a handkerchief a few inches above the ground has a large collection of raindrops, each of them perfect.

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Fog in the treetops, lit up by the...

By Dave Bonta | Published June 27, 2011 at 9:01 am

Fog in the treetops, lit up by the sun. Wingbeats of a large bird. The distant chirping of quarry trucks in reverse, one high, one low.

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Thanks to insomnia, I have two mornings...

By Dave Bonta | Published April 26, 2011 at 11:46 am

Thanks to insomnia, I have two mornings: one with ground fog lit by the waning moon at dawn, the other hot and abuzz with carpenter bees.

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Where the moon had glowed through ground...

By Dave Bonta | Published April 20, 2011 at 11:30 am

Where the moon had glowed through ground fog at 4:00, now the sun glimmers. Four ruby-crowned kinglets flutter in and out of the lilac.

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