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New birds
Today we went to a new place for a walk, and we got to watch a kingfisher for awhile. I couldn’t help thinking of the Hopkins poem about how “kingfishers catch fire,” one…
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Read-Aloud Thursday: Herons
We’re into herons around here this week. We saw no less than 6 of them at a nearby pond we visited the other day, and it sparked enough interest to read every word…
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A few pics from the woods
We’re back from a long weekend in the woods, and I didn’t get a lick of reading in. Honestly, I’m exhausted from this short “vacation,” for a variety of reasons. But there were…
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Oriole Bath
This Baltimore oriole took a dip in the creek behind my parents’ house yesterday. What a show!
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Poetry Friday: Robins
Robins have a certain dignity. They’re great mothers — they fly straight and fast, like an arrow, after the blue jays that try to rob their nests. Plus, who can fail to notice…
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Wet Wanderings
We’ve had clouds and showers over the last few days, but I’ve tried to resist my impulse to hide inside. On Sunday I went for a walk all by myself. A rare happening…
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Trailside minstrel
This morning I saw a bird that’s entirely new to me. It was alongside the trail where the girls and I went for a jog/bike ride. I think this little guy is an…
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Poetry Friday: The great things
My brain is worried and tired. I pick up the encyclopedia, The volume GIC to HAR, It seems I have read everything in it, So many other nights like this. I sit staring…
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Early morning bike ride
I have two very happy memories of being on a bike as a child. In the first, I was about 4 years old, sitting on my tricycle on the front sidewalk. It had…