Saturday July 02, 2022
2 July 2022 | 12:22 pm

A few drips of rain. The squeaky begging of a fledgling at the woods’ edge. It breaks cover to hazard flying—a flurry of wingbeats.

Friday July 01, 2022
1 July 2022 | 12:56 pm

I watch a new squirrel figure out the tree-to-tree route out of the woods, backtracking, sizing things up. The sun goes in.

Thursday June 30, 2022
30 June 2022 | 12:52 pm

Another perfect morning. A wood thrush is singing next to the springhouse. The surrealism of it all when distilled into memory come December.

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