...appeal!?? Good grief. I really shouldn't eat while I surf. I read that after I read this. Believe it or not, I was eating asparagus at the time.
On another note, I'm happy to say the thrushes have arrived. The yard is moving with them.
There's nothing like an early morning in the forest, listening to the Hermit, Gray-cheeked and Swainson's songs. One year we watched three Swainson's battle deep in the old growth. The sound was otherworldly. It felt as if we'd fallen into a fantasy. The battle of evermore.
[Forgive me for the last link. I couldn't resist. That song is on the CD I play when I work out. The CD is a long, weird mix of songs, from classic rock to Shakira and Pink. Great for serious post-poem cardio.]
Photo by H.