Things are back to normal in the human world today. The snowstorm came and went, and now, at 35, it’s nothing but drips. Blustery, but the wind seems somehow warm. Thanks for reading Bird Mountain! Subscribe for free to receive new posts and support my work.
It’s 28 and most things are shut down. A snowstorm was supposed to have arrived by now, but everything’s still gray. At 7:08, I can hear the American…
Today, the sounds returned that were absent or muffled yesterday: back to what passes for a “normal” brown January day. Except for one dramatic…
New-fallen snow at 32. The ridgetops are frosted, I gather by an inch, but down here, it’s only slushy windshields. So much for the first snowstorm of…
Sunrise is at 7:31 today, noticeably earlier than the darkest dawns 10 days ago. I’m not sure what difference that will make, but I’m up for subtle…
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The dawn chorus today is straining joints, banging pipes, and the insistent slapping of the American flag against its pole, over by the VFW. There’s a…
Thirty-six and pouring. 7:15: Nothing. 7:30: Checklist Zero. At 7:39, something swoops from left to right up into the nearest willow, but I lose it…
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