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song sparrow

November 18, 2025 by Dave Bonta

Cold and still. A sky etched with faintly pink contrails. The song sparrows sing in fragments, while the white-throated sparrows merely chirp.

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Categories Plummer's Hollow Tags contrail, jet, song sparrow, white-throated sparrow
March 12, 2025 by Dave Bonta

Overcast at sunrise, the clouds begin to show cracks of blue. A song sparrow continues with his hip-hip-hurrahing long after the others have gone off to forage.

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Categories Plummer's Hollow Tags clouds, song sparrow, sunrise
March 11, 2025 by Dave Bonta

Another crystal-clear dawn. A song sparrow and a Carolina wren are trading licks, following initial solos from a robin and a cardinal, all over the whine of traffic.

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Categories Plummer's Hollow Tags American robin, cardinal, Carolina wren, dawn, I-99, song sparrow
March 7, 2025 by Dave Bonta

Windy, cold and clear at dawn. A song sparrow pipes up from the depths of the lilac. The ridge turns red.

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Categories Plummer's Hollow Tags dawn, song sparrow, sunrise, wind
October 19, 2024 by Dave Bonta

In the frosty stillness, I watch moonlight disappear into dawnlight. Half an hour before sunrise, an acorn falls with a thud and all the sparrows begin twittering.

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Categories Plummer's Hollow Tags dawn, frost, moon, song sparrow, white-throated sparrow
October 18, 2024 by Dave Bonta

Dawn light with sparrow song. The full moon of my insomnia still glows above the western ridge as blood dries on the mousetrap under the stairs.

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Categories Plummer's Hollow Tags dawn, moon, song sparrow, white-throated sparrow
April 29, 2024 by Dave Bonta

Night and day overlap as the moon rises through the trees, serenaded by a family of barred owls, while the first song sparrow and cardinal herald the dawn. Then the whip-poor-will begins to shriek.

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Categories Plummer's Hollow Tags barred owl, cardinal, moon, song sparrow, whip-poor-will
April 26, 2024 by Dave Bonta

Out before dawn, I find moonlight in my chair. A song sparrow sings one phrase, possibly without waking up. A quiet trickle from the spring.

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Categories Plummer's Hollow Tags moon, song sparrow, stream
February 26, 2024 by Dave Bonta

Mid-morning with the sun full in my face, listening to the roof drip onto the roof. A chickadee sings his spring song, and a little later, so does the song sparrow.

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Categories Plummer's Hollow Tags chickadee, song sparrow
February 4, 2024 by Dave Bonta

A song sparrow singing at first light as if it were March already. A quiet trickle from the spring. The moon gapes through the treetops, pale and hollowed out.

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Categories Plummer's Hollow Tags dawn, moon, song sparrow, stream
December 27, 2023 by Dave Bonta

Thick fog and silence. A song sparrow pipes up just before sunrise. It gets darker again. A bluebird warbles as the rain resumes.

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Categories Plummer's Hollow Tags bluebird, fog, rain, song sparrow, sunrise
July 21, 2023 by Dave Bonta

Fog at first light. The random percussion of rain dripping off the trees slowly joined by bird calls: pewee, towhee, song sparrow, wren…

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Categories Plummer's Hollow Tags Carolina wren, eastern wood pewee, song sparrow, towhee
November 8, 2022 by Dave Bonta

5:20. Bleary-eyed smudge of an eclipsed moon above the western ridge. 6:20. Pink clouds turn orange. The first song sparrow.

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Categories Plummer's Hollow Tags dawn, eclipses, moon, song sparrow
May 23, 2022 by Dave Bonta

Half awake at half-light. The dawn chorus starts promptly at 5:00 with field sparrow and towhee, then song sparrow, phoebe, robin. Train horn.

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Categories Plummer's Hollow Tags American robin, dawn, field sparrow, phoebe, song sparrow, towhee, train
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On This Day

  • February 21, 2025
    Gray skies and a bitter wind. Snowflakes keep finding the open book in my lap; I sweep them off with a glove before they can…
  • February 21, 2024
    Cold and mostly clear at sunrise. Long before the sun clears the ridge, the bright red cardinal is tapping at all my windows.
  • February 21, 2023
    Interval of sun on a rainy morning—the forest shines and steams. The distant yammering of a pileated. The interstate’s whine.
  • February 21, 2022
    Sun shining through thin, high clouds. An inversion layer turns the rumble of a freight train into something I can feel in my chest.
  • February 21, 2021
    Bone-achingly cold. A squirrel navigating the tulip tree walks on the undersides of snowy limbs. Sunrise stains the western ridge blood-red.

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