Friday December 05, 2008

Dave Bonta December 5, 2008

Juncos gather on the gravel driveway, replenishing their gizzards with grit. Up and down the big maple, it’s squirrel kabuki, love and war.

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July 22, 2016
A desiccated earthworm has somehow appeared on the garden walk despite the drought. It twitches, pulled back and forth by gangs of ants.
July 22, 2015
A rare fine day—everything's so clear, so bright! An enormous horsefly lands on my leg and for a long moment I study the blade in its mouth.
July 22, 2012
Even in flight, the cuckoos skulk: two pairs of thin wings as fast and silent as a burglar's gloves. A small red beetle circles the yard.
July 22, 2011
A question mark butterfly lands on the porch and begins tasting the wood. Its wings open, a brown leaf turning back time to fiery autumn.
July 22, 2010
Two male towhees trade tweets from opposite sides of the yard. At the top of the dead cherry tree, a goldfinch swivels back and forth.
July 22, 2009
Gray and misty. A common yellowthroat keeps caroling back to a Carolina wren, until I have trouble remembering which "witchedy" is which.
July 22, 2008
Cool and misty—everything drips. A bumblebee clings to the underside of a bergamot bract; on the topside, an equally motionless ant.

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