
DK Photo: Atlantic Brants coming home. Cove Island Park, Stamford, CT
I can't sleep…

although all things
are present, a
fact a day a
bird that warps the
arithmetic of per-
fection with its
arc, passing again &
again in the evening
air, in the pre-
vailing wind, making no
mistake—yr in-
difference is yr
principal beauty
the mind says all the
time—I hear it—I
hear it every-
where. The earth
said remember
me. I am the
earth it said. Re-
member me.
— Jorie Graham, from “Poem” in Swarm (Ecco Press, 2000). (via Thoughts)
Notes:

a cloud,
a bird,
a moment
— Thoughts (@ForTheTape, May 31, 2024)
Notes:



Atlantic Brant’s are back for a pit stop before heading north. More pictures from this morning’s walk here.
If you’ve never heard the call of an Atlantic Brant, listen here. “The Atlantic brant makes a low, guttural ruk-ruk sound, and its call pattern is flat, rising, and undulating. Brant also make a guttural crrrronk when flying or on the ground, and a shorter, sharper cruk alarm call. (via Google)”

6 geese-a-laying, 4 swans-a-flying. And one was our little cygnet all grown up and soaring.
Had I not been standing there, I would have bet background was A.I. generated – no A.I. this morning. Nature’s Magic. Sept 3, 2023. 6:49 a.m. 66° F. Cove Island Park, Stamford, CT.
More photos from this morning’s walk here including Sunrise & Wally on morning walk.