The Morning Porch

Dave Bonta May 18, 2009

Half a degree above freezing at sunrise, and the sky is as clear as it gets. A towhee sings a backwards version of its song.

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June 24, 2024
Breezy, cool and clear, with chimney swifts circling high overhead and a single raven hurtling past without flapping a wing.
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Foggy at dawn for the wood thrush’s solo. The wild garlics are beginning to raise their egret heads.
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After days of humidity, a dry high. A bumblebee lands on the sunny side of a porch column and cleans her antennae.