Driving to Belfast past the old farms on Route 52 early this evening...
Windmill slowly spins.
Six geese land
in the old cow pasture.
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A poet and naturalist tries to find poetry in every day
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- September 30: Full moon
- September 29: Leaving the island
- September 28: Night flight
- September 27: Send off
- September 19 - September 26: Monhegan escape
- September 18: Harvest
- September 17: Finch mob
- September 16: Morning on the harbor
- September 15: Road race
- September 14: Phoebe
- September 13: Late night
- September 12: Sapsucker
- September 11: Chill
- September 10: Crows at Dawn
- September 9: Sports Sunday
- September 8: Red-bellied woodpecker
- September 6: Windmill
- September 6: Pine Siskin
- September 5: Diversity
- September 4: Cranes and vultures
- September 3: Shorebirds
- September 2: Riverside dining
- September 1: Night out in Portland
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About Me
- Kristen Lindquist
- Camden, Maine
- I am a birder, poet, and writer most interested in animals, vegetables, and minerals, living in my hometown in Midcoast Maine.
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