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I forgot I had a “blog” / remembering Spring’s influenza

Tree swallow among the sumach, gazing into the foggy ethereals!


I was poorly already, but when the word came down that one of our rarer warblers was eating bugs in Etobicoke, it became essential for me to spend 5 hours in and around the dirt, snitching along the creek, hoping for pop-ups, easy light, and pictorial sweetwindows. Anyhow, the Kentucky Warbler is an elegant little softy but he is a demon also, and I consider him at least partially responsible for the influenza which ensconced me like a blanket of cold and leggy spiders! But feisty mulchers, worry not: I am on the mend, am no longer agued, and will live to taxidermize and photograph the good Spring warblers yet again!


Another pleasant look at the simple but dressy Kentucky Warbler, seen some days ago in southeast Etobicoke. Then I got influenza and hid in my apartment, but now it’s time to go snitching again.
P.S. The lamebrained composition was necessary because of problems to the left and right.


A young girl’s one arm, faintly freckled as a veery, moving forward while she walks.
And the other pale lily English arm behind her back and tucked into a World Famous knapsack.

She crosses the street in perfect youthful easy-heartedness.
And now I see her hidden arm is withered. Like Richard the third but here in the city!

I want to dance, or laugh, or kiss her:
Just last night I was hiding in the undergrowth
and snitching on a perfect veery

— from¬†Today I did observe a tenderness, by Consair deGooze