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January 5, 2023 by Dave Bonta

Fifteen minutes after sunrise, the cloud-lid lifts, and a bright seam appears above the horizon. A white-throated sparrow sings two notes and stops.

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Categories Plummer's Hollow Tags clouds, sunrise, white-throated sparrow
December 30, 2022 by Dave Bonta

Under a gray lid of cloud, the sound of steady dripping as roofs shed their snow. A cat lying in ambush has its cover blown by chickadees.

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Categories Plummer's Hollow Tags cats, chickadee, clouds 1 Comment
December 28, 2022 by Dave Bonta

Thin clouds at sunrise with the blue just visible, like faded jeans. A crow has a brief exchange with his echo.

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Categories Plummer's Hollow Tags American crow, clouds, sunrise
December 27, 2022 by Dave Bonta

Heavily overcast at sunrise, which I’m taking on faith. The sound of a Carolina wren hopping across the porch roof.

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Categories Plummer's Hollow Tags Carolina wren, clouds, sunrise
December 26, 2022 by Dave Bonta

Cold and still. The mid-morning sun is a faint smudge in the treetops. A flicker flutters into a barberry bush and begins to gorge.

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Categories Plummer's Hollow Tags barberry, clouds, cold, flicker
December 8, 2022 by Dave Bonta

A late-morning brightness in the clouds. A white-breasted nuthatch descending a tall black locust turns right-side-up.

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Categories Plummer's Hollow Tags black locust, clouds, white-breasted nuthatch
November 29, 2022 by Dave Bonta

Heavily overcast at sunrise; only the ground glows a faint pink, thick with rain-slick leaves. A screech owl trills.

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Categories Plummer's Hollow Tags clouds, screech owl, sunrise
November 28, 2022 by Dave Bonta

Mostly overcast and quiet, apart from the wind. A squirrel with an acorn in her mouth pauses for a split second at the end of a branch, then leaps.

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Categories Plummer's Hollow Tags clouds, gray squirrel, wind
November 27, 2022 by Dave Bonta

Overcast; the smell of rain. Cattail leaves rattle faintly. A few tiny patches of snow linger in the tall grass.

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Categories Plummer's Hollow Tags cattails, clouds, snow
November 20, 2022 by Dave Bonta

As cold as yesterday but with orange-bellied clouds and a wind. A tulip tree seed helicopters into the yard and rises up over the house.

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Categories Plummer's Hollow Tags clouds, cold, sunrise, tulip tree, wind
November 14, 2022 by Dave Bonta

Heavy cloud cover. A gray squirrel chiseling open a walnut squats on a low branch with its tail curled over its head for warmth.

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Categories Plummer's Hollow Tags black walnut, clouds, gray squirrel
November 13, 2022 by Dave Bonta

Snowflakes floating down from a patchy sky, where the third-quarter moon appears and disappears. The distant fluting of geese.

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Categories Plummer's Hollow Tags Canada geese, clouds, moon, snow
November 5, 2022 by Dave Bonta

Unseasonably warm with a lowering sky. A six-point buck emerges from the woods and struts over to the stream as a doe looks on.

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Categories Plummer's Hollow Tags clouds, deer, stream
November 2, 2022 by Dave Bonta

Sun through a scrim of cloud. From within a flame-leaved barberry bush, the crisp ticking of a junco.

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Categories Plummer's Hollow Tags barberry, clouds, juncos
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