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July 24, 2010

Dave Bonta July 24, 2010

Three hummingbirds circle the blowsy remains of the bergamot at sunrise. One lands on a bare twig and grooms her breast feathers.

Posted in Plummer's Hollow
Tagged bergamot, ruby-throated hummingbird

July 23, 2010

Dave Bonta July 23, 2010

Highway noise from over the ridge; a whiff of diesel. A downy woodpecker going up the dead elm passes a nuthatch going down.

Posted in Plummer's Hollow
Tagged downy woodpecker, I-99, white-breasted nuthatch

July 22, 2010

Dave Bonta July 22, 2010 2

Two male towhees trade tweets from opposite sides of the yard. At the top of the dead cherry tree, a goldfinch swivels back and forth.

Posted in Plummer's Hollow
Tagged American goldfinch, cherry tree, towhee

July 21, 2010

Dave Bonta July 21, 2010

The catnip’s in bloom beside the porch: clusters of tiny white blossoms dotted in purple, each with a front stoop to tempt passing bees.

Posted in Plummer's Hollow
Tagged catnip

July 20, 2010

Dave Bonta July 20, 2010

Rain like a drunk at a broken piano whose green keys all play the same note. The hornets still hide their hoard in a gray paper sack.

Posted in Plummer's Hollow
Tagged bald-faced hornet, rain

July 19, 2010

Dave Bonta July 19, 2010

A woodchuck waddles down the road, pausing every few feet to poke its head into the weeds. A fawn bleats up in the laurel. The sun goes in.

Posted in Plummer's Hollow
Tagged deer, groundhog, mountain laurel

July 18, 2010

Dave Bonta July 18, 2010

A tiger swallowtail is laying eggs on the lilac and black cherry, dabbing each leaf with the tip of her abdomen, wings fighting the breeze.

Posted in Plummer's Hollow
Tagged black cherry, lilac, tiger swallowtail butterfly

July 17, 2010

Dave Bonta July 17, 2010

The dawn chorus is quieter now, and at least half-catbird. A squirrel carries a leafy twig through the treetops at sunrise like a flag.

Posted in Plummer's Hollow
Tagged catbird, gray squirrel

July 16, 2010

Dave Bonta July 16, 2010 2

A little wood satyr—brown butterfly with yellow-rimmed eyespots—lands on the glass door and pivots at the center of its reflection.

Posted in Plummer's Hollow
Tagged little wood satyr

July 15, 2010

Dave Bonta July 15, 2010

Fresh buds have appeared on one of the two wild grape sprigs I planted at the base of the dead cherry. A nuthatch calls in the growing heat.

Posted in Plummer's Hollow
Tagged cherry tree, white-breasted nuthatch, wild grape

July 14, 2010

Dave Bonta July 14, 2010

With the power out, my house seems unnaturally quiet compared to the warble and hum of a humid summer morning. A cicada’s buzzer goes off.

Posted in Plummer's Hollow
Tagged cicadas

July 13, 2010

Dave Bonta July 13, 2010

Tansy blooms beside the porch. Black ants and harvestmen wander the allegedly insecticidal leaves; only the yellow flowers remain untouched.

Posted in Plummer's Hollow
Tagged ants, harvestmen, tansy

July 12, 2010

Dave Bonta July 12, 2010

Cloudy and cool. Up to its snout in grass, a deer sneezes. The quiet squeaks of a hummingbird circling the beebalm.

Posted in Plummer's Hollow
Tagged beebalm, deer, ruby-throated hummingbird

July 11, 2010

Dave Bonta July 11, 2010

On the garlic tops below the porch, the skins are peeling back, burst by the pressure of insurrectionary mobs with wild green hair.

Posted in Plummer's Hollow
Tagged wild garlic

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