Archive for August 2010

The Ends of Days and Small Creatures

August 4, 2010

It surprises me how infrequently we come across dead animals and birds. When we do, the small bodies sometimes have an unsettling beauty.

A juvenile cormorant curls gracefully in a ditch by the side of the road

A tiny velvety mole, possibly a victim of Esau’s vigilante activities, lies on the grass in eastern Long Island

In Central Park, near Frederick Douglass Plaza, a flash of brilliant green and yellow at the base of a tree reveals itself to be, not a discarded plastic toy, as I first thought, but the body of a parakeet.

Days end on Long Island

over the Hudsonand, most strangely and spectacularly, in Dallas, where the divided sky lingers until full dark

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