Two white-tailed deer leap through the dried goldenrod and asters beyond the springhouse, surfacing, diving—dolphins in a brown sea.
The view from my front porch every morning, in 140 or fewer characters
Tag Archives: goldenrod
Gold is spreading from the goldenrod...
Gold is spreading from the goldenrod up into the trees, here and there: walnut, elm, birch. A jay dives into the lilac: blue from the sky.
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Where daffodils bloomed in April, goldenrod...
Where daffodils bloomed in April, goldenrod sways—a more worldly yellow. The distant hurricane makes a roosting monarch flap its wings.
Also tagged daffodils, hurricane, monarch butterfly
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The air is still and quiet. In the...
The air is still and quiet. In the springhouse meadow, the ears of a doe appear above the goldenrod, pivoting like leaves in a private wind.
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Sunrise comes with a soundtrack of...
Sunrise comes with a soundtrack of grinding and beeping from the quarry to our east. Right below the railing, goldenrod bobs: a winter wren.
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50°F. A daddylonglegs descends a goldenrod...
50°F. A daddylonglegs descends a goldenrod stem, slow as the minute hand on a clock. A catbird bursts from the lilac, crackling with alarm.
Also tagged catbird, harvestmen, lilac
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