Thick fog and silence, punctuated by the low, almost infrasonic throbs of a drumming grouse. The nasal cries of a fish crow pass overhead.
The view from my front porch every morning, in 140 or fewer characters
Tag Archives: ruffed grouse
Gray sky. Distant drumming of a grouse...
Gray sky. Distant drumming of a grouse—so faint, it could be the mountain’s own heartbeat. A rabbit in the lilac scratches behind its ear.
Also tagged cottontail, lilac
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That drum so low it sounds as if it...
That drum so low it sounds as if it’s in your head? A ruffed grouse, beating the air with its wings like one hand clapping. Or so they say.
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Another gray morning. From behind the...
Another gray morning. From behind the house, a field sparrow’s ascending note, like a translation of ruffed grouse drumming into song.
Also tagged field sparrow
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Gray sky; the smell of rain. Two insomniac...
Gray sky; the smell of rain. Two insomniac screech owls exchange trills. Then the low-frequency thumps of a grouse. An enormous silence.
Also tagged screech owl
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