Tuesday May 11, 2010

Dave Bonta May 11, 2010

Gray squirrel in a walnut tree gnawing on a walnut, fox squirrel in a maple feasting on maple keys: one spits out shells, the other, wings.

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On this date

November 18, 2017
Cold rain thickens into a downpour. A Cooper's hawk lands in the top of a tall locust and sits preening and shaking, as if taking a shower. …
November 18, 2016
The hollow echoes with the roar of traffic. Odd how the sun can rise through the trees in total silence, turning a heavy frost into mist. …
November 18, 2015
Cold and gray. Two doves sit motionless in a tall locust. A pileated woodpecker skulks through the woods, silent save for its wingbeats. …
November 18, 2014
Yesterday the wet ground glowed in subtle, late-autumn colors; now it's blank white. Frost on the storm door—a map drawn with knives. …
November 18, 2013
Shreds of clouds disintegrate as they drift toward the east. Sun on wind-tossed mountain laurel leaves—the whole hillside shimmers. …
November 18, 2012
A heavy frost whitens tree branches fifteen feet off the ground. It's so quiet, I can hear people talking a quarter mile away. …
November 18, 2011
Just two degrees below freezing, yet somehow things are sharper, crisper, the crow's wings like blades against the blue, its shout a shot. …
November 18, 2010
Somewhere above the clouds, a military jet heads north: a gray sound on a gray day. In the newly bare lilac, yellow wires of bindweed. …
November 18, 2009
A red-bellied woodpecker's head going up and down at the top of a tall locust, squeaking like a red marker on the whiteboard sky. …
November 18, 2008
A three-point buck emerges from the woods, hooves crunching through the icy seep, the sky pink behind him and ahead, the blood-red hill. …
November 18, 2007
Puffs of white smoke where squirrels forage in snow-covered birches. One squirrel falls twenty feet to the ground and lands with a soft FLUMP. …

The Morning Porch/Patio

The view from my front porch (in Pennsylvania) or back patio (in London) every morning, in 140 or fewer characters

Tuesday May 11, 2010