Four gray squirrels interrupt their chasing to scold the feral cat—a Two Minutes’ Hate. In the corner of my eye, the zip of a winter wren.
The view from my front porch every morning, in 140 or fewer characters
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A Carolina wren trills from the springhouse...
A Carolina wren trills from the springhouse attic window, and a winter wren answers from under a pile of brush with ten seconds of song.
Also tagged Carolina wren, springhouse
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White sky, weak sun, a hollow knocking...
White sky, weak sun, a hollow knocking from the quarry. A winter wren holds forth below the old corrall, rambling, introspective.
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I keep hearing fragments of song—...
I keep hearing fragments of song—winter wren, bluebird, song sparrow—and the usual tight flock of siskins in a walnut tree going zzzzzzip.
Also tagged bluebird, pine siskin, song sparrow
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A winter wren’s wandering burble...
A winter wren’s wandering burble from above the dry creek. A visitor brings out his old-time banjo and tunes it with an electronic tuner.
