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July 16, 2024 by Dave Bonta

Sunlight shimmers on the fur of a squirrel chiseling the shell of a disinterred nut, the morning coolness slowly giving way to heat.

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Categories Plummer's Hollow Tags gray squirrel, heat
July 23, 2016 by Dave Bonta

As the heat builds, the cicadas’ electric drills fall silent one by one. Coneflowers wilt until they look like yellow jellyfish.

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Categories Plummer's Hollow Tags cicadas, heat, Rudbeckia
August 15, 2015 by Dave Bonta

Hazy and warm. As the sun climbs, the cicada chorus grows, and the field cricket in the garden chirps faster and faster.

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On This Day

  • September 6, 2025
    A shimmer of rain, which the roof gathers into a smattering of drips. A pileated woodpecker flies over, yelling its head off. A pair of catbirds exchange notes.
  • September 6, 2024
    Another cool, clear, still morning. The bang of a walnut on a metal roof. A chipmunk’s metronome.
  • September 6, 2023
    A nuthatch calling just inside the woods. From the barnyard, a Carolina wren. Chickadee in the yard. Then the sun comes up and it’s a party.
  • September 6, 2022
    A break in the showers: it’s overcast but bright. A slug glides slowly up the porch railing with its 27,000 teeth.
  • September 6, 2021
    In the dark of the moon, the luminance of stars. From town, a wailing of fire sirens, their literally compelling music an eerie, out-of-sync duet.

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