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A halictid bee pivots in the black… June 27, 2010

Dave Bonta June 27, 2010

A halictid bee pivots in the black-eyed susan, a metallic green mote. At the end of one petal, a deerfly dries those anti-petals, its wings.

Posted in Plummer's Hollow
Tagged deerflies, flies, halictid bee, Rudbeckia

June 26, 2010

Dave Bonta June 26, 2010 7

That buzz from just inside the woods: chipping sparrow or worm-eating warbler? The four-fingered tulip tree leaves flip back and forth.

Posted in Plummer's Hollow
Tagged chipping sparrow, tulip tree, worm-eating warbler

June 25, 2010

Dave Bonta June 25, 2010

The first beebalm’s forked, scarlet tongues. Nearby on a still-green bergamot bud, a netwing beetle’s antennae test the sudden sunlight.

Posted in Plummer's Hollow
Tagged beebalm, bergamot, netwing beetle

June 24, 2010

Dave Bonta June 24, 2010 2

Sunny, hot and windy—an odd combination. The forest murmurs like surf on a hot day at the beach. An orange butterfly zooms past at 60 mph.

Posted in Plummer's Hollow
Tagged great spangled fritillary

June 23, 2010

Dave Bonta June 23, 2010

No trains are running. The black-and-white warbler’s quiet wheeze competes only with the distant vuvuzelas of rubber on road.

Posted in Plummer's Hollow
Tagged black-and-white warbler, I-99, train

June 22, 2010

Dave Bonta June 22, 2010

Two crows sail out of the woods with a smaller bird in hot pursuit: the Cooper’s hawk. He lands in the dead elm and ruffles his feathers.

Posted in Plummer's Hollow
Tagged Cooper's hawk, crows, hawks

June 21, 2010

Dave Bonta June 21, 2010

Solstice sun in the treetops. The lilac quivers as two titmice move through, grooming it for insects. A fawn dances out into the meadow.

Posted in Plummer's Hollow
Tagged deer, lilac, solstice, tufted titmouse

June 20, 2010

Dave Bonta June 20, 2010

The sun-struck meadow gives off a thin mist. From the front window, the tap of a female cardinal’s bill against her rival in the glass.

Posted in Plummer's Hollow
Tagged cardinal

June 19, 2010

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The garlic in my yard has a conspiratorial air, heads coiled, beaks thrust in every direction. Nearby, a lone wild onion’s Medusa hair.

Posted in Plummer's Hollow
Tagged wild garlic, wild onion

June 18, 2010

Dave Bonta June 18, 2010 1

A catbird mimics the wood thrush, call-and-response style, getting the phrasing right but little else. Venus fades into the dawn sky.

Posted in Plummer's Hollow
Tagged catbird, Venus, wood thrush

June 17, 2010

Dave Bonta June 17, 2010

A robber fly rides a wind-blown leaf like a sailor on the deck of a heaving ship, sun catching the life-preserver orange of its thorax.

Posted in Plummer's Hollow
Tagged robber fly

June 16, 2010

Dave Bonta June 16, 2010

Just inside the woods, the soft clucks of a hen turkey trailed by a single chick. A thrush song sounds like a threnody—slow, sad notes.

Posted in Plummer's Hollow
Tagged wild turkey, wood thrush

June 15, 2010

Dave Bonta June 15, 2010

A male yellowthroat flies from perch to perch without singing. It occurs to me that most of the music in my life wasn’t made for human ears.

Posted in Plummer's Hollow
Tagged common yellowthroat

June 14, 2010

Dave Bonta June 14, 2010

Coffee mug in one hand, I’m weeding stiltgrass from the herb bed. Such a delicate invader, so easy to kill! And yet so tough to eradicate.

Posted in Plummer's Hollow
Tagged coffee, garden, Japanese stiltgrass

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