Category: denial
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Use Your Words
A fine early September day. We had a goodly dew overnight so the grass is wet, green, and lush. Jennie says that this morning’s dawn chorus was rowdy; without my hearing aids I could not hear it, but I am glad the birds were up and singing. The days are cool and sunny, the nights…
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September Begins
The fog has burned off, and with it the early morning chill. The starlings have begun to congregate and we have seen a couple of murmurations which always bring us joy. There are more migrating shore birds on the flats. Many of them will pass through, with only the occasional great blue heron or egret…
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Reading Jean Hersey
A bright, sunny day now that the fog has lifted. The fields and verges are a range of August browns, tans, and russets. Joe-Pye weed is everywhere while we await the blooming of the New England Asters, the flower kingdom’s celebration of autumn. We finally had rain Wednesday and were treated to the grass turning…
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On the Cusp of Adventure
late summer autumn still on the nest one solitary osprey A cool, cloudy day; a soaking rain forecast towards evening. We are hopeful. Yesterday I drove past the osprey nest by the beach and, to my pleasure, there was a lone osprey standing in the nest. My fantasy was that the parents and other sibs…
