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Month: May 2016

May 3, 2016 by Dave Bonta

Silent wings of a hawk disappearing behind the trees, those skeletons turning green with new life. The neighbors’ hoarse rooster starts up.

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Categories Plummer's Hollow Tags chickens, hawks 1 Comment
May 2, 2016 by Dave Bonta

Mid-morning and the bright white room of fog is losing its walls—drifting wisps. Rain-beaded branches glisten in the sudden sun.

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May 1, 2016 by Dave Bonta

Lichens are aglow after a night of rain, the tulip tree’s trunk painted the same pale green as its leaves. New warbler songs off in the fog.

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    Red not where the sun rises but where the clouds are thin, off to the north. A silent crow takes a seat in the treetops.…
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    Thin clouds gone faintly pink. Under the endless robin song, a winter wren sings burbling accompaniment to the creek.
  • March 13, 2023
    A fresh inch of wet snow, clinging to every twig—the forest refoliated in white. But already the roof has begun to drip.
  • March 13, 2022
    10F/-12C but the wind has mostly died. The plastic flamingo leans only slightly askew in the snowy garden. Patches of blue converge overhead.
  • March 13, 2021
    The temperature’s back below freezing—the price we pay for such an achingly blue sky. Up by the garage, a field sparrow’s accelerating chant.

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