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cedar waxwings

May 27, 2025 by Dave Bonta

Overcast and cool. As the wood thrush fades in the distance, the brown thrasher parodies his song. Waxwings whistle in the treetops. The sun almost comes out.

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Categories Plummer's Hollow Tags brown thrasher, cedar waxwings, clouds, wood thrush
June 29, 2022 by Dave Bonta

Cold and clear. Three waxwings join the sun high in the dead crown of a black locust, yellow bellies aglow.

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Categories Plummer's Hollow Tags black locust, cedar waxwings, sunrise
April 24, 2022 by Dave Bonta

Cool beginning of a day forecast to be hot. The high, thin whistles of waxwings. A fantastically dissonant freight train horn.

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Categories Plummer's Hollow Tags cedar waxwings, train

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