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8/29/2024

Dave Bonta August 29, 2024

Overcast and quiet, save for the occasional wood pewee. The bird-sound app flags a barred owl in my stomach.

Posted in Plummer's Hollow
Tagged eastern wood pewee
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  • 8/29/2024
    November 13, 2023
    22F/-5C at sunrise. Every twig and leaf is lightly frosted. I watch my clouds of breath drift into the yard.
  • 8/29/2024
    November 13, 2022
    Snowflakes floating down from a patchy sky, where the third-quarter moon appears and disappears. The distant fluting of geese.
  • 8/29/2024
    November 13, 2021
    Cold and gray. Goldenrod seed heads like white-haired old men nodding and whispering far-fetched conspiracy theories about a coming winter.
  • 8/29/2024
    November 13, 2020
    Backlit by the rising sun for the first time since early May, when the forest behind it leafed out, the old French lilac looks newly…
  • 8/29/2024
    November 13, 2019
    Juncos’ soft whistles. A white-throated sparrow’s melancholy song. The joyful shrieks of our neighbors’ four-year-old grandchildren.
  • 8/29/2024
    November 13, 2018
    Two oak leaves are caught by a birch, one after the other. From somewhere in the clouds, the buzzing rattle of a plane with a…
  • 8/29/2024
    November 13, 2017
    Raindrops grow farther and farther apart until there are none. Three squirrels screech in counterpoint, a preaching choir of fear.
  • 8/29/2024
    November 13, 2016
    The only cloud is an unmoving section of contrail that barely melts in the course of an hour, stubborn as a block of ice in…
  • 8/29/2024
    November 13, 2015
    After a night of high winds, the lilac is more threadbare than ever, and in the crowns of the oaks, only the odd clot of…
  • 8/29/2024
    November 13, 2014
    Cold, overcast and still. Two song sparrows with markedly different regional accents sing back and forth across the road.

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Cover of Ice Mountain with a linocut of a big ridgetop tree.

What I do after I sit on the porch. One winter and spring's daily walks distilled into short poems with linocut illustrations by Beth Adams.

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