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daylily

June 30, 2025 by Dave Bonta

Overcast and cool. In the daylily patch at the base of the walnut tree next to the road, there’s a changing of the guard as yesterday’s trumpets go limp and today’s ease open, orange and buzzing.

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Categories Plummer's Hollow Tags black walnut, daylily
April 19, 2019 by Dave Bonta

A green haze of invasives: daylily, barberry, garlic mustard. A gnatcatcher hovering and diving between raindrops—the tick tick of its bill.

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Categories Plummer's Hollow Tags barberry, daylily, garlic mustard, gnatcatcher, rain
June 26, 2011 by Dave Bonta

Two half-grown rabbits grazing side-by-side on sallow, middle-of-the-road grass dash off in opposite directions. A daylily’s orange cone.

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Categories Plummer's Hollow Tags cottontail, daylily 4 Comments

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