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Plummer’s Hollow

April 29, 2025 by Dave Bonta

Like a bear on a unicycle, the big tulip tree at the woods’ edge with its tiny, perfect leaves fluttering in the breeze. Three gray squirrels slowly spiral round its trunk.

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Categories Plummer's Hollow Tags gray squirrel, tulip tree
April 28, 2025 by Dave Bonta

Sunrise gutters in a gray bank of clouds. It’s cold. My breath hangs in the air like winter’s ghost.

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Categories Plummer's Hollow Tags clouds, cold, sunrise
April 27, 2025 by Dave Bonta

The sun climbs through blossoming oaks whispery with wind. Pileated woodpeckers exchange volleys of thunder. A downy woodpecker rattles like a beggar with a cup.

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Categories Plummer's Hollow Tags downy woodpecker, pileated woodpecker, sunrise, wind
April 26, 2025 by Dave Bonta

Rain thundering on the porch roof. As it slackens off, I can hear the bright warbles of a Baltimore oriole, back to reclaim the yard.

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Categories Plummer's Hollow Tags Baltimore oriole, rain
April 25, 2025 by Dave Bonta

Under a monochrome cloud cover, all the earth tones of blossoming oaks and birches, catkins alive to the lightest brush of a breeze.

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Categories Plummer's Hollow Tags black birch, black oak, chestnut oak, clouds, red oak, scarlet oak, scrub oak, wind
April 24, 2025 by Dave Bonta

Clear and cool at sunrise, with ovenbirds calling in the woods and a red-winged blackbird in the meadow. Two squirrels climb high into the canopy to taste the oak blossoms.

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Categories Plummer's Hollow Tags gray squirrel, ovenbird, red oak, red-winged blackbird, sunrise
April 23, 2025 by Dave Bonta

A smear of sun, strong enough to cast thin shadows. Four white-throated sparrows trade variations of the same song like old-time fiddlers, trying slightly different arrangements, switching keys.

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Categories Plummer's Hollow Tags clouds, white-throated sparrow
April 22, 2025 by Dave Bonta

Cloudy with patches of light and dark and the smell of burnt caramel from town. The woods’ edge is gauzy with catkins and tiny leaves. A hint of moisture on my cheek.

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Categories Plummer's Hollow Tags clouds, rain
April 21, 2025 by Dave Bonta

Heavily overcast. A raven flies over with a falsetto croak. A field sparrow circles the house, declaring his territory.

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Categories Plummer's Hollow Tags clouds, field sparrow, raven
April 20, 2025 by Dave Bonta

A cooler sunrise this morning with wind from the north. A ruby-crowned kinglet warbles up and down the scale. A hen turkey picks her way through spring onions.

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Categories Plummer's Hollow Tags ruby-crowned kinglet, sunrise, wild turkey, wind
April 19, 2025 by Dave Bonta

White sun in a white sky. Off in the woods, the tattered white flag of a shadbush in bloom.

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Categories Plummer's Hollow Tags clouds, shadbush
April 18, 2025 by Dave Bonta

The sun is at half-power, shining through cirrus clouds, the still-bare branches of oaks and black birches, and the trill of a goldfinch, which shows no sign of stopping anytime soon.

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Categories Plummer's Hollow Tags American goldfinch, clouds
April 17, 2025 by Dave Bonta

Clear and still with frost in the yard and the gibbous moon caught in the treetops like a deflated balloon. A brown creeper sprials up a walnut tree. The sun comes up.

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Categories Plummer's Hollow Tags black walnut, brown creeper, frost, moon, sunrise
April 16, 2025 by Dave Bonta

A cold wind rummaging through the forest, mixing up the sounds of crows and trains and sirens. The sun appears for a second or two at a time.

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Categories Plummer's Hollow Tags American crow, clouds, train, wind
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On This Day

  • February 19, 2025
    Cold, thinly overcast, and very quiet. The spot where the sun must be glows like a yellow door among the ridgetop trees.
  • February 19, 2024
    Cold and still at sunrise. A chipmunk pops up from under the house and scuttles over to the stone wall, where it stops to watch…
  • February 19, 2023
    It’s cold, gray and still, but the woodpeckers are living it up: pileateds hammering, red-bellieds whinnying, and a downy drumming his loudest.
  • February 19, 2022
    A flash mob of snowflakes rushing this way and that. Over the sound of water, the wind: all hiss, no hush.
  • February 19, 2021
    Four more inches of dry powder. The stream has shrunk to the thinnest black ribbon between white cliffs—a body that refuses to be buried.

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