In the woods
What is valuable in this: sitting alone on a Sunday morning, tripping over limbs, listening to birds and looking at trees that I don’t know the names of?
7:45 – Is it to learn something?
I am learning borders, edges of habitat seem to harbor a great diversity of birds.
7:47 – Scared a deer and it scared me. Didn’t even hear it until she blew a fit and bounded away.
New location: edge of field
8:15 – Oriole
8:24 – A deep and abiding clarity, yet you cannot remain here. So you return, again and again.
The air is full of chirps and whistles. Hammering on a hollow log.
8:48 – within a small circle of trees…trash lying about – it must be cleaned. Otherwise, this is a great spot.
10:17 – On the way out: 2 male indigo buntings, competing for a mate.
Reflection: my notes suck. i need a watch.