Date: 6/13/20 10:04 am
From: Kit Emery <kaemery...>
Subject: Re: [VTBIRD] June 13, 2020: Coyote Hollow, Thetford Center
I second that! I’m looking forward to a re-read of all your daily writings
Thank You Ted!
Kit emery

Sent from my iPhone

> On Jun 13, 2020, at 11:47 AM, Ted Levin <tedlevin1966...> wrote:
> Thank you, Jeanne.
>> On Sat, Jun 13, 2020 at 10:59 AM Jeanne Wisner <jeewiz15...> wrote:
>> Short response to Ted levin..... are you making a book of these daily
>> essays? I would love to buy it to hold and reread. They are a glowing
>> beginning. To my every day. Thank you!!
>> Jeanne Wisner
>> Sent from my iPhone
>>>> On Jun 13, 2020, at 10:38 AM, Ted Levin <tedlevin1966...> wrote:
>>> 5:17 a.m. 49 degrees, wind WNW 2 mph. Sky: a moveable feast of color and
>>> shape; unevenly overcast and amorphous with blushes of pink in the east,
>>> congestion and less colorful in the west; eastern sky morphs to
>>> cotton-balls and gauze, which slide past a half-moon; fractures and
>>> separates as time goes on. Mistless dawn. On the pond: duck trail
>> through a
>>> veneer of pollen. No sign of duck, which shelters in the wetlands. Lone
>>> green frog twangs; needs to be tuned.
>>> Proclamations: Nashville warbler loud and clear; black-throated blue not
>> as
>>> loud, not as clear; ovenbird, yellowthroat, red-eyed video, swamp
>> sparrow.
>>> Shameless chestnut-sided warbler sings right in front of me; I can almost
>>> touch him; an altogether beautiful bird—yellow crown, black mask and
>>> mustache, white throat, chest, and belly, chestnut sides, wings and back
>>> streaked black and white. A veery, volume turned down, spins a subtle
>>> version of his song, soft and distant but still grand. Robin, possibly
>> the
>>> very same one I watched yesterday, searches the road; finds another
>> smashed
>>> June bug . . . swallows and blinks.
>>> Every morning's walk is deliciously different, each a line in an endless
>>> manuscript multi-authored by clouds, trees, streams, mammals, amphibians,
>>> turtles, and birds. Edited by the seasons and by trends, some
>>> surreptitious, some blatant, some unknown. A narrative influenced by time
>>> beyond reckoning. Snakes make cameo appearances, solemn as prophets,
>>> unspooling on the fringe. Insects may hijack a plotline, of which there
>> are
>>> many . . . for a spell. Narrative threads, like cloudscapes, unstable,
>>> ever-evolving. Things too small to describe may have already composed the
>>> ending. Every valley is an ongoing tale. I see such a *very *small part
>> of
>>> my valley's improbable and dependable details; and no two people could
>>> *ever* read this day or this valley (any valley) quite the same. What
>> makes
>>> this manuscript worthwhile, what tethers me to these walks, besides the
>>> fact I'm part of the story, is the predictability of change. An
>>> inexhaustible commodity. The only constant in a constantly unpredictable
>>> world.
>>> On the road: A piece of luna moth wing, pink and pale green, like heaven
>>> and Earth.
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