July 6, 2008 by Dave Bonta The yellowthroat’s witchedywitchedywitchedy woke me at dawn. Now he sits silent on a curved claw of dead elm, insouciant in his black mask. Share on social media Share on Bluesky (Opens in new window) Bluesky Share on Mastodon (Opens in new window) Mastodon Share on Threads (Opens in new window) Threads
June 27, 2008 by Dave Bonta Another reason not to mow the lawn: a male common yellowthroat feeds a querulous fledgling in the tall grass directly in front of the porch. Share on social media Share on Bluesky (Opens in new window) Bluesky Share on Mastodon (Opens in new window) Mastodon Share on Threads (Opens in new window) Threads