cave man banging out a rythm

rewriting

deer and crows and....

The crows were having a much more elaborate
conversation than usual this afternoon-
in what sounded like words and phrases.
There was none of the territorial or warning tone to their voices.
Were they all excited about their fledglings or perhaps
in conversation with the deer who seem to have
taken up residence on this hillside?

Or perhaps it was the wild turkeys,
several of whom were poking around
oblivious to the deer who
seemed to object
to the intrusion

the deer fly debut, and

satiated caterpillars

i watched a "friendly fly"
(big house fly with stripes)
doing a dance with a moth that was flapping around on the front of the tractor
the fly seemed to be attacking the head of the moth
.... i hear the flies lay their eggs on the moths ?

from the "give me the bad news first" dept.

begining July

i was sitting at the table
with coffee
in the summers breeze.
in shifting shadows
i noticed a colour
that wasn't green.
a doe nipping the tops off
jewel weed
if not
the new ash trees