A pair of woodpeckers flits and cackles, the male scooting on his branch while the female looks away, toward a chuckling nuthatch.
January 2012
Monthly Archive
Jan 24, 2012
Not-quite-spring fling
Posted by Lorianne under Birds, Newton | Tags: downy woodpecker, nuthatch, small stone |1 Comment
Jan 19, 2012
Re-freeze
Posted by Lorianne under In a humdrum, Newton | Tags: footprints, mud, small stone |1 Comment
Yesterday’s footprints are cast in earth harder than concrete, their texture tripping us at every step.
This is my day nineteen contribution to this month’s River of Stones.
Jan 18, 2012
Recycled
Posted by Lorianne under How's the weather, Newton | Tags: ice, small stone, snowmelt |Leave a Comment
Already yesterday’s snow has been reincarnated as today’s puddles and slick-spots: the metempsychosis of midwinter mud.
This is my belated day eighteen contribution to this month’s River of Stones.
Jan 17, 2012
Morning news
Posted by Lorianne under How's the weather, Newton | Tags: footprints, small stone, snow |1 Comment
On snowy mornings, I can read the stories the dog sniffs every day: here, a jogger ran; there, two dogs raced off leash, jubilant.
This is my belated day seventeen contribution to this month’s River of Stones.
Jan 16, 2012
Inner fires
Posted by Lorianne under Newton, The menagerie | Tags: cold, Reggie, small stone, Snowflake |[3] Comments
Another frigid morning. The dog and I briskly circle the block while the cats map the warmest radiators and sunniest windows.
This is my day sixteen contribution to this month’s River of Stones.
Jan 15, 2012
Watch your step
Posted by Lorianne under How's the weather, Newton | Tags: cold, Reggie, small stone |Leave a Comment
A morning so cold, the dog’s pee steams, puddles, then freezes on the pavement, leaving a slick yellow smear.
This is my belated day fifteen contribution to this month’s River of Stones.
Jan 14, 2012
Unsolved mystery
Posted by Lorianne under Birds, Newton | Tags: sapsucker, small stone |Leave a Comment
Was that a sapsucker squealing from a tall pine this morning, his whiny squeak like a dog’s rubber chew toy? I’ll never know.
This is my day fourteen contribution to this month’s River of Stones.
Jan 13, 2012
Another morning steeped in gray drizzle. A sprawling rose bush stands studded with raindrops and thorns.
This is my day thirteen contribution to this month’s River of Stones.
Jan 12, 2012
Overcast
Posted by Lorianne under How's the weather, Newton | Tags: chickadee, drizzle, small stone |[2] Comments
A drizzly morning, with the sky as gray as an old dishrag. In the hedges, the chickadees flit and chatter, undeterred by cold.
This is my day twelve contribution to this month’s River of Stones.
Jan 11, 2012
Clear and cold
Posted by Lorianne under Birds, Newton | Tags: frost, small stone, titmouse |Leave a Comment
Awoke to a hard frost, but still no snow. Among the chuckling nuthatches, a titmouse whistles his clear song.
This is my day eleven contribution to this month’s River of Stones.
Hoarded Ordinaries 