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 certain sound that overlaps with waking chickadees, an untraceable squeaking, perhaps some part of the nearest sycamore.
Creak and Squeak
Creak and Squeak
Creak and Squeak
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 certain sound that overlaps with waking chickadees, an untraceable squeaking, perhaps some part of the nearest sycamore.