Tag Archives: sunrise

Sun struggles through the humid air...

By Dave Bonta | Published May 3, 2012 at 8:22 am

Sun struggles through the humid air: a golden glow. The leaves look twice as big as yesterday, animated by the buzzy calls of warblers.

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The sun clears the ridge and disappears...

By Dave Bonta | Published April 27, 2012 at 9:36 am

The sun clears the ridge and disappears behind a dark lid of clouds. The wind which a moment before felt envigorating is now simply cold.

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Clear and cold at sunrise. A nuthatch...

By Dave Bonta | Published April 6, 2012 at 9:42 am

Clear and cold at sunrise. A nuthatch on the dark side of the tall tulip poplar reverses course and ascends into the sunlit crown.

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Out in time for the second sunrise,...

By Dave Bonta | Published April 2, 2012 at 9:41 am

Out in time for the second sunrise, when the sun clears the near ridge and appears among the trees, an impossible blossom.

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Woodpeckers drumming at sunrise. It...

By Dave Bonta | Published March 27, 2012 at 8:38 am

Woodpeckers drumming at sunrise. It occurs to me that they might not be telegraphing “I am here” so much as verifying that the world is.

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A cold wind at sunrise. Daffodils nod...

By Dave Bonta | Published March 26, 2012 at 9:36 am

A cold wind at sunrise. Daffodils nod, while the forsythia shakes its yellow fingers in a vaguely apotropaic gesture. Hard frost on the way.

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Ground fog up in the field glows faintly...

By Dave Bonta | Published March 17, 2012 at 8:42 am

Ground fog up in the field glows faintly orange in the sunrise. Under the old dog statue, a cartoon yelp of yellow: the first daffodil.

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Sunrise. The bluebird warbles once,...

By Dave Bonta | Published February 21, 2012 at 8:25 am

Sunrise. The bluebird warbles once, as if unsure whether it really will be that kind of day. The cardinal keeps singing his one good note.

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The wistful two notes of the chickadee...

By Dave Bonta | Published February 13, 2012 at 9:57 am

The wistful two notes of the chickadee’s spring song. The gray clouds begin to turn pink. A rabbit dashes into the lilac when I stand up.

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Dark clouds part in the west, flooding...

By Dave Bonta | Published February 1, 2012 at 9:16 am

Dark clouds part in the west, flooding the yard at sunrise with sunset light. A log furred with white fungi glows in the snow-free woods.

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