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three yellows

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On Sunday, we went for a drive along New Brunswick Route 615, eventually travelling from Mactaquac to Nackawic. A pleasant drive, climbing into the hills of this part of New Brunswick.

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Early into our drive, a theme suggested itself … the yellow flowers of spring. These included the daffodil and the blazing Forsythia (Forsythia sp.) … a deciduous shrub with copious yellow blooms.

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Another yellow flower crowding the edges of almost every ditch, was Tussilago farfara or Coltsfoot.  The flowers have been in bloom a couple of weeks and will soon set their white fluffy seed. After the flowers have faded, the leaves will appear, big green ears seemingly unrelated to the yellow flowers of spring.

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At the foot of a farmer’s field, we saw another yellow flower, usually found in wooded wet areas or in hardwoods. The mottled green and purple leaves are the first identifying feature. Close-up, the nodding yellow flower with its recurved petals and drooping stamens show this is the Dog’s Tooth Violet, or Yellow Trout-lily (Erythronium americanum).

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Today, my yellow tulips are blooming, yet another addition to the yellow flowers of this season.

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All my best,

Jane 

Written by jane tims

May 15, 2019 at 11:11 am

more of the winter wren

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winter wren – scribble bird

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up-turned tail

bright eye

tiny, he occupies

the mossy stage, attends

to all his audience

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earnest performer

beak and feathered

throat

maneuver air

orchestral synchrony

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bright burble

trills and runs

mimic

interplay

of pebble and brook

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Written by jane tims

May 11, 2019 at 7:39 pm

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spring chorus – winter wren

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This morning I added a new bird to our spring chorus singers – the winter wren.

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It is the first I have heard of him this year. At 6:45, just after dawn, he began his amazing song. His tweets and runs and burbling sound so joyful and each song lasts about seven seconds, very long for any bird song. He may be a winter wren but to me he is always the ‘scribble bird’.

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To hear the winter wren sing, click here .

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He joins my growing list of morning singers:

  • black and white warbler – ‘sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet’
  • American robin – ‘cherry up cheery-eee’
  • nuthatch – ‘yank, yank, yank, yank’
  • phoebe – nasal ‘fee-bee’
  • snipe – winnowing
  • our neighbour’s rooster

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I often include elements of the morning bird chorus in my poetry.  This poem, written about the Salmon River Covered Bridge, is in my poetry book in the shelter of the covered bridge (Chapel Street Editions, 2017). To obtain a copy of the book, go to Chapel Street Editions or contact me through the comments.

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The Salmon River Bridge, near Sussex, Kings County, was built across the Kennebecasis River in 1908. Today it is used as a rest area. In the absence of traffic, wild life occupies the bridge. Virginia creeper covers one corner of the roof and rose bushes crowd the edges of the road.

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Salmon Bridge

Kennebecasis #7.5

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The robin, chary. Her beak drips

with wet meadow grass and chickweed.

She clucks, longs to add another strand

to her nest in the rafters,

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woven with the trill of a scribble bird,

a winter wren delirious. And downy

woodpeckers, wing-flare and scrabble,

flirt in the willows, weeping.

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A warbler (yellow blur-bird)

and a red-wing, toweeeee.

Pink roses, meadowsweet

chip, chip, chip, so-wary-we

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and beneath the bridge

in soft mud beside pulled grass

the bleary track of a black bear

claws and pads

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Published, in the shelter of the covered bridge, Chapel Street Editions, 2017

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All my best,

Jane

Written by jane tims

May 10, 2019 at 12:09 pm

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