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May 26, 2026 by Dave Bonta

Sun through thin clouds. A female cardinal foraging under the lilac picks up a twig, examines it, and sets it down again. Through the lilac limbs I spot the long legs of a deer picking her way across the road bank.

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Categories Plummer's Hollow Tags cardinal, deer, lilac Leave a comment
March 17, 2026 by Dave Bonta

A couple inches of snow plastered to the porch and the eastern sides of trees. I can just make out a cardinal’s cheer, cheer above the bitter wind.

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Categories Plummer's Hollow Tags cardinal, snow
February 26, 2026 by Dave Bonta

Bright sun in a cloudless sky at one degree above freezing. The spring has subsided to a hearty gurgle—the loudest thing once the cardinal falls silent.

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Categories Plummer's Hollow Tags cardinal, stream
January 13, 2026 by Dave Bonta

An hour past sunrise, the sun finally hits my porch. A gray squirrel is hectoring all and sundry about some long-gone hawk. The cardinal sings.

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Categories Plummer's Hollow Tags cardinal, gray squirrel
October 7, 2025 by Dave Bonta

Overcast with an orange sunrise glow. Jays, the cardinal, a towhee. A winter wren burbles quietly beside the springhouse.

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Categories Plummer's Hollow Tags blue jays, cardinal, springhouse, sunrise, towhee, winter wren
September 25, 2025 by Dave Bonta

Steady rain. An hour past daybreak, it begins to get dark again. The rain comes down harder. A cardinal chirps.

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Categories Plummer's Hollow Tags cardinal, rain
July 18, 2025 by Dave Bonta

Dawn. I wake a wren roosting above the door. The cardinal is already singing—and off in the distance, another cardinal responds. They seem in general agreement.

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Categories Plummer's Hollow Tags cardinal, Carolina wren, dawn
July 3, 2025 by Dave Bonta

Out at dawn for the cardinal’s opening salvo and a mosquito nuzzling my neck. The twittering of goldfinches. An east-bound freight blows its horn.

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Categories Plummer's Hollow Tags American goldfinch, cardinal, dawn, train
April 7, 2025 by Dave Bonta

Cold rain with an occasional rattle of ice pellets. The creek has risen from a gurgle to a gush. The cardinal sings from deep within the juniper.

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Categories Plummer's Hollow Tags cardinal, juniper, rain, sleet
March 29, 2025 by Dave Bonta

A freakishly warm wind seasoned with rain. A red squirrel’s scold-call launches the dawn chorus: phoebe, wren, cardinal, white-throated sparrow. A turkey gobbles.

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Categories Plummer's Hollow Tags cardinal, Carolina wren, phoebe, rain, red squirrel, white-throated sparrow, wild turkey, wind
March 25, 2025 by Dave Bonta

Dawn. A last glimpse of the moon through the clouds as the torrent of robin song is joined by a cardinal, a phoebe, the wren.

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Categories Plummer's Hollow Tags American robin, cardinal, Carolina wren, dawn, moon, phoebe
March 11, 2025 by Dave Bonta

Another crystal-clear dawn. A song sparrow and a Carolina wren are trading licks, following initial solos from a robin and a cardinal, all over the whine of traffic.

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Categories Plummer's Hollow Tags American robin, cardinal, Carolina wren, dawn, I-99, song sparrow
March 10, 2025 by Dave Bonta

In the half dark, the roar of Monday morning traffic from over the ridge. The last stars fade. A cardinal pipes up.

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Categories Plummer's Hollow Tags cardinal, dawn, I-99
February 18, 2025 by Dave Bonta

Deep cold at dawn. Icicles hanging from the eaves bend this way and that. The trees creak and groan. The chip, chip of a cardinal waking up.

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Categories Plummer's Hollow Tags cardinal, cold, dawn, icicles
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