Reflections on Robert Frost’s “Ovenbird,” and “First Song,” by Matthew Murrey “There is a song that everyone has heard.” That is how Robert Frost begins his unique sonnet, “The Ovenbird.” Of course, you’d be right to protest; not everyone has heard the bird. But a lot of the North American continent has. The little “mid-wood…
Category: Birding
Friday Bird Flashback with J.J. Audubon
Well, it was still Friday when I started writing this, so I’m just going to keep going like this is a Friday Flashback. The very writing of this post caused a welcome slow-down in my evening. I’ve been getting back into the woods a bit lately (No pun intended on my recent posts about the…
Genesee Trailwalker, Part 3
Originally posted on Rivertop Rambles:
All three parts of this series were written and published on Rivertop Rambles around the 20th of January each of three consecutive years. I don’t know what this proves, other than the fact that I’m another creature of habit. I should probably be careful with that. Predictability can be lethal,…
From the august trees
Originally posted on some little crum creek:
. Some parts of our nature we might never see. But under a rising moon, out from a waning season, an imploring eastern screech owl sounds — savor the mystery. .
Day 11 – DaPoRecMo: “The Way It Is,” by William Stafford
DaPo. . . wha? Yes, well, I realized I was calling this project NaPoRecMo, and then I realized that I hadn’t exactly started a national movement here for recording poems. This is just me here, David, the self-appointed “Dad Poet,” recording poems that I like, old favorites and new discoveries. There is really no set…
David Reads “John James Audubon,” by Stephen Vincent Benét
Last night I had the freaky little dream. I must have been thinking of yesterday’s post about the Juvenile bald eagles I saw because I dreamed that high in the air above me was soaring an adult bald eagle with a very distinct white head and tail. For a moment I was sure that I…
David J. Bauman 