Sunset.
Long day. Rush, rush. Lots done. Late hike. Sunset at Beech Hill.
Birch.
Voice of flicker. Joe, coming down in a motor vehicle, stopping right at the photogenic birch to say hello.
“This is the tree,” says I.
“This is the one?” says he. (Or something like that.)
Warmish breeze. Orange clouds. Sky on fire. Crazy sort of sundog glow. Two dove silhouettes zipping by.
Hazy scraps of clouds tonight. Waxing moon beyond them. Jupiter to its east, both moving slowly west.
In the trees at the base of the dark hill, I imagine the voices of barred owls.
Beech Hill List
Beginning at 4 p.m., I hiked the open trail.
1. Northern flicker (voice)
2. Mourning dove
Elsewhere
3. American crow
4. House sparrow
5. Black-capped chickadee
6. Herring gull
Beech Nut.
Tags: American crow, black-capped chickadee, herring gull, house sparrow, mourning dove, northern flicker
