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American crow

February 4, 2025 by Dave Bonta

A gray sunrise, signalled only by the yelling of crows. After yesterday’s warmth, the ground is more brown than white. The wind picks up, clattering through the treetops.

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Categories Plummer's Hollow Tags American crow, clouds, snow, sunrise, wind
January 26, 2025 by Dave Bonta

A sunrise in layers of orange and gray makes the absence of color below in the snow seem absolutely surreal. Three crows fly over the house. The furnace rumbles awake.

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Categories Plummer's Hollow Tags American crow, clouds, snow, sunrise
December 29, 2024 by Dave Bonta

In the clouds, where rain has nearly erased the remains of the snow. A slow and steady procession of drips gets interrupted by a crow.

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Categories Plummer's Hollow Tags American crow, fog, rain
December 11, 2024 by Dave Bonta

A dark and rainy dawn. Will anything mark the hidden sunrise? Yes: three crows fly right over the house, yelling. The rain continues.

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Categories Plummer's Hollow Tags American crow, rain, sunrise
November 16, 2024 by Dave Bonta

Windy and gray. The only signs to distinguish the sunrise are a sudden outburst of crow calls in the distance and an upwelling of white-throated sparrow song.

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Categories Plummer's Hollow Tags American crow, clouds, sunrise, white-throated sparrow, wind
November 3, 2024 by Dave Bonta

The sun rises an hour earlier, heralded by the usual motley assortment of sparrows, wrens and corvids. The stratosphere breaks out into a rash of clouds.

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Categories Plummer's Hollow Tags American crow, blue jays, Carolina wren, clouds, sunrise, time change, white-throated sparrow
October 25, 2024 by Dave Bonta

Clear and still, with frost in the yard lingering well into mid-morning. A lone crow with the sun on its wings disappears off to the east.

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Categories Plummer's Hollow Tags American crow, frost
October 22, 2024 by Dave Bonta

Orange light seeps down the western ridge. The half moon high overhead has been abandoned by its entourage of stars. A crow sits in a newly bare walnut tree, yelling.

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Categories Plummer's Hollow Tags American crow, black walnut, moon, sunrise
October 11, 2024 by Dave Bonta

Clear and still at sunrise, with a slightly harder light frost than yesterday. A crow yelling over the compost. A white-throated sparrow’s thin song.

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Categories Plummer's Hollow Tags American crow, frost, sunrise, white-throated sparrow
October 6, 2024 by Dave Bonta

Clear and cold, with more sky showing through the ridgetop trees. A raucous assembly of crows gives way to ravens—their resonant croaks.

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Categories Plummer's Hollow Tags American crow, fall foliage, raven
September 21, 2024 by Dave Bonta

Jays, then crows, then jays again: my kind of singers, harsh as life itself or hoarse with joy. The sun glimmers through high, thin clouds.

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Categories Plummer's Hollow Tags American crow, blue jays, clouds
June 23, 2024 by Dave Bonta

Overcast. Sunrise is when the crows wake up. A large brown moth tucks itself into the eaves.

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Categories Plummer's Hollow Tags American crow, clouds, moths, sunrise
May 24, 2024 by Dave Bonta

Sunlight through the trees slowly growing sharper as high clouds thin out. A shadow-play of two silent crows. A falling petal.

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Categories Plummer's Hollow Tags American crow, clouds
April 11, 2024 by Dave Bonta

Dawn comes during a break in the rain, building from one lone cardinal to a phoebe singing contest to a mob of crows. From the pipe under the road, a winter wren’s soft cascade.

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Categories Plummer's Hollow Tags American crow, cardinal, dawn, phoebe, stream, winter wren
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On This Day

  • April 14, 2025
    Against the gray sky, one small dash of yellow at the woods’ edge: a male goldfinch. Nearby, the slow chant of a blue-headed vireo.
  • April 14, 2024
    Still and crystal-clear at sunrise. A couple of whines from a hen turkey conjure up a gobble from the ridgetop. The blue-headed vireo’s soliloquy.
  • April 14, 2023
    A lull in the morning chorus. Contrails of all ages litter the sky like a boneyard. A woodpecker’s fast rattle.
  • April 14, 2022
    Thrasher thrasher says the thrasher. Rising sun a bright smear in the clouds. A winter wren’s boneless ode to joy.
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    The rain eases off and the sun ventures out. I spot two mullein plants in the yard, leaves fattening into foundations for the coming stalks.

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