May 28: Apple tree

as if the hot pink blossoms
weren't enough
grosbeak's song


Listen to the Rose-breasted Grosbeak's melodious song here.

September 12: And so it goes

waning moon

boughs of ripening apples

long walk alone

August 26: Route 52

Roadside orchard--

boughs of ripening apples

half-cover a road sign.

 

 

June 2: Seal Cove

Parula singing.

Apple petals scatter

onto wet beach stones.

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December 9: Apple tree in December

Cold day, apple tree--

seven apple-colored doves,

one bright cardinal.

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June 4: Bliss

Lifting fog, field of lupines.

Seaside apple tree

humming with waxwings.

 

 

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May 28: Birds and blossoms

Chestnut-sided Warbler

What's more beautiful

than a host of warblers

poised among apple blossoms?

 

Blackburnian Warbler

 

 

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May 26: Washington Street

Morning, apple tree--

sudden shower of petals

as I drive past.

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December 5: Christmas-by-the-Sea

Harborside tree
full of yellow apples--
thought they were ornaments.

May 24: Birding basics

Watching the apple tree

she remembers this:

Look for movement.

 

 

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May 20: Apple blossoms

Hungry for this:
depths of pink blossoms,
small birds feeding among them.

August 20: Summer day

August hay fields--
tractor makes long windrows,
green apples swell.

May 25: Flowering trees

Drive around now and everywhere white and pink flowering apple, cherry, and crabapple trees shine amid the surrounding green leaves, veritable clouds of flowers. Up close, the rain has released their redolent fragrances, each tree its own bottle of fresh spring perfume. Old apple trees appear in the most unexpected places, reminding us of a forest's former life as a field. And even the dullest front lawn is transformed by the presence of one tree in bloom.

Petals scattered by rain--
sidewalk a black canvas
for spring's wild art.

May 20: Apple tree

Boughs laden with blossom,
fallen tree's trunk's
already cut and split.

May 1: May apple

One big apple tree outside our office has leafed out, and soon it will have uncurled its tight pink petals into blossoms. When the tree is in full bloom, it's a glorious thing, humming with bees, crawling with birds. Today I was happy just to look at its healthy, leafy-green fullness and imagine what it will soon become during this merry month of May.
 
Did a chickadee
or raindrops rustle those leaves,
stir the greenery?