July 2021

This year for the first time deer have not eaten all the bracken in my yard. One frond is already yellowing like the skeleton of some unlikely fish.

The sun feels as if it has no business being out on such a quiet morning. A towhee sings a truncated version of his song: just “Your tea!”

A large native bee lands on a porch column to groom her antennae. A black ant races back and forth brandishing a dead ant like a flag.