Of House Wrens and our Acoustical Yard
This morning I’m writing with the window open to finger-tapping of rain on the roof, pattering droplets…
 
			 
			“Now I thought I have seen the best of the peregrine; there will be no need to…
 
			Soon after I watched a male belted kingfisher arrow straight into a nest hole in an earthen…
 
			As April unfurls into May, a pair of belted kingfishers are darting in and out of a…
 
			 
			 
			When the news is too much, burrow under soft covers; burrow into a novel with a happy…
 
			 
			Murmuration: a great cloud of birds that fly in orchestrated formations As a lover of the Belted…
 
			“The complexity of things – the things within things – just seems to be endless. I mean…
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