A nuthatch gives a little call when I step out of the parking lot and into the woods…
A nuthatch gives a little call when I step out of the parking lot and into the woods…
By the outlet of the cattail marsh, there’s a broken tree with a woodpecker hole…
Instead, I see two American crows, obsidian tricksters in the paper birches…
As soon as I step out of my office’s back door, a cloud of juncos, small black and white sparrows, flit from the juniper shrubs…