The white flame of a deer’s tail bobs among the laurel. Another doe shakes her head, flinging rain water in all directions.
The view from my front porch every morning, in 140 or fewer characters
Tag Archives: mountain laurel
I think it’s partly because the...
I think it’s partly because the hillside is covered with evergreen laurel that this phenomenon of a white ground still seems so surreal.
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Sticky and warm. A clink of ice in...
Sticky and warm. A clink of ice in my coffee startles up a deer, her tan coat passing in front of a cloud of blossoming mountain laurel.
Backlit by the sun, the weathered mountain...
Backlit by the sun, the weathered mountain laurel bushes turn to green fire under the trees, with pale shadows that must be patches of snow.
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A juvenile buck chases a much larger...
A juvenile buck chases a much larger doe through the laurel, knobs for antlers and his grunts still half-bleat. The damp woods glistening.
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A woodchuck waddles down the road,...
A woodchuck waddles down the road, pausing every few feet to poke its head into the weeds. A fawn bleats up in the laurel. The sun goes in.
A couple degrees above freezing. The...
A couple degrees above freezing. The snowpack has softened, and the squirrels chasing back and forth through the laurel hardly make a sound.
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Cold, gray morning. I inventory the...
Cold, gray morning. I inventory the remaining spots of green: moss, grass, mountain laurel, pine, a rosette of thistle outlined in frost.
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The opening day of rifle season. Deer...
The opening day of rifle season. Deer run back and forth through the laurel—each shift of the wind must bring a different human’s stink.
The snow gives them away—a crunch...
The snow gives them away—a crunch of footsteps, the unambiguous shapes: five turkeys 150 feet away, going single-file through the laurel.
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