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January 27, 2021 by Dave Bonta

Is it night or day? The 7 o’clock factory whistle has the answer. Two minutes later, the mockingbird begins to chirp—that take-charge tone.

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Categories Plummer's Hollow Tags factory whistle, mockingbird
January 22, 2021 by Dave Bonta

Half an hour before sunrise, the first inquisitive chirps: mockingbird. A snow-free caesura in the road where the spring flows under it.

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Categories Plummer's Hollow Tags mockingbird, road, snow
January 12, 2021 by Dave Bonta

A mixed flock of winter birds flitting though the yard. The mockingbird comes flying over the house and joins them at a half-frozen seep.

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January 5, 2021 by Dave Bonta

The mockingbird in a bush beside the stream chases off other birds coming in to drink. A squirrel with only half a tail plods over the snow.

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Categories Plummer's Hollow Tags gray squirrel, mockingbird, stream
December 27, 2020 by Dave Bonta

It’s less frigid this morning. The mockingbird overwintering in the barberry hedge next to the shed lands on a branch in the almost sunshine.

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Categories Plummer's Hollow Tags cold, mockingbird

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