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2/5/2024

Dave Bonta February 5, 2024

Sunrise. The resonant drum of a pileated woodpecker. A lone crow hops from perch to perch yelling Hey! Hey!

Posted in Plummer's Hollow
Tagged crows, pileated woodpecker, sunrise
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    Within the moon’s crescent, its dark bulk is aglow—a reminder that Earth is still, somehow, a source of light. A towhee calls twice and goes…
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    October 10, 2021
    The smell of rain without rain falling until past full daylight, and all the chirps and calls of migrants foraging and settling in to roost.
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    October 10, 2020
    Cloudy but bright. I admire the subtle colors of a jumpseed leaves: green around the veins, yellow-orange bleeding in from the edges.
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    October 10, 2018
    Endlessly flitting about the same patch of sun up in the woods, what looks like an enchanted moth must be a leaf caught by caterpillar…
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    October 10, 2017
    Before dawn, the half moon’s flat edge passing through different types of clouds like a cheese knife. The neighbor’s rooster starts to crow.
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    October 10, 2016
    A few degrees above freezing. Three titmice drop out of the sunlit oaks to investigate the dead elm, en route to a quick bath in…
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    October 10, 2015
    White-throated sparrows call among the weeds. A pine warbler yellow as a birch leaf lands on the railing next to my feet and cocks his…
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    October 10, 2014
    Now that the walnuts have all fallen, a squirrel deigns to pick one off the ground. The dogwood beside the stream pullulates with sparrows.
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    October 10, 2013
    A muffled explosion from the east: more dynamiting of the valley’s limestone. The sparrows in the lilac act like nothing happened.

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