Greetings Friends and Neighbors, Song haunts the darkening Sheep pasture. The song descends in a spiral, kaleidoscopic and polyphonic. Greetings to you, most beautiful evening singer. And many thanks to you for your song. They call you Veery when they speak of you. But what name shall I use when I speak to you? Sleep comes, thick with dreams infused with the murmuring of an enveloping place approaching high Summer. Full dark upon waking. Cool air and Cricket chant fill the house, windows open wide with welcome to a fleeting season. First light comes not to the eyes, but to the open ears. The spiraling song—kaleidoscopic, doubled, ascending, polyphonic—charms and coaxes Old Sun from slumber. They call you
Excellent post as always, Adam! Thank you for the links to the bird songs--I loved hearing them and imagining what it would be like to be where you are.
Great writing as always. I too find myself squeezed between the convenience of the digital world and the observational world.
I remember as a kid canoeing up in the northern Ontario wilds learning how to read the clouds for signs of change in the weather—high cirrus "mares tails" indicative of rain 12-24 hours out, low stratus warning of imminent deluge. Now, as a "weather enthusiast" I sit each morning in front of my computer to scour the digital resources of the NWS to pass on a decent local forecast to my readers.
Another example would be back in the early days of car GPS units where my daughter and I decided to rely solely on a recently gifted (from my mom who couldn't figure it out...) TomTom GPS unit to navigate our way to my sister's house in York, ME. As an avid map lover/reader/maker, I was struck by how much we ended up really have to rely on the thing because I hadn't taken the time to "acclimate" myself to the area by studying a map. Fascinating!
Excellent post as always, Adam! Thank you for the links to the bird songs--I loved hearing them and imagining what it would be like to be where you are.
-Rebecca
Oh, and beautiful photo by the way. Did you take it?
J
Hi Adam,
Great writing as always. I too find myself squeezed between the convenience of the digital world and the observational world.
I remember as a kid canoeing up in the northern Ontario wilds learning how to read the clouds for signs of change in the weather—high cirrus "mares tails" indicative of rain 12-24 hours out, low stratus warning of imminent deluge. Now, as a "weather enthusiast" I sit each morning in front of my computer to scour the digital resources of the NWS to pass on a decent local forecast to my readers.
Another example would be back in the early days of car GPS units where my daughter and I decided to rely solely on a recently gifted (from my mom who couldn't figure it out...) TomTom GPS unit to navigate our way to my sister's house in York, ME. As an avid map lover/reader/maker, I was struck by how much we ended up really have to rely on the thing because I hadn't taken the time to "acclimate" myself to the area by studying a map. Fascinating!
Be well my friend!
Beautiful descriptions of the bird songs... thank you.