Tag Archives: Critters

Near Meeting

One animal is ugly but benign.The other is unwelcome beauty here.Today I watched them nearly meet, and veer. The house cat has a graceful soft design.The young marsupial is slow and drear.One animal is ugly but benign.The other is unwelcome … Continue reading

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Again the Ants

Again the ants invade. It’s no surprise.Survival instincts have to be obeyed.Outside is cold and wet. Before my eyes,again the ants invade. Like moving coffee grounds, the bugs paradewithin my kitchen sink. So I ariseto drown and crush and vacuum … Continue reading

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Raccoon Roof

A garden cottage will have critter soundof course – the insect buzz, the song of birds,the punch of bodies on the roof, that poundof mammal paws. Conveying such in wordsI say the cats are silent as on ground,and squirrels are … Continue reading

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Ant Skunk Opossum

So far the winter here is crazy wet.Reports about La Niña have gone mute.Like seasons of my youth I don’t forget,the storms arrive in waves from a commuteAlaska sent, Hawaii made. The threatof parked high pressure’s this month destitute.It’s likely … Continue reading

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What Comes with Crows

Sometimes the bird shit is hard to ignore –splats of bright white on the deck.Waking this morning I paused at the door,arrested by more than a speck.A crow had released a catharsis beforeI arose, but not long did it wreckmy … Continue reading

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Ants on White Tile

Our California ants are not a threat.They’re tiny and don’t bite or bring disease,but everywhere I live they seem to getinside the walls. Although we never freeze,we chill in fall to 45 degrees,and welcome rain that comes this time of … Continue reading

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Dominance

The only living things I kill are fliesand ants and other bugs I find withinmy house, that whine in ears or bite my skin.And as I tissue-hasten their demise,I think a slight apology. My sighsare small – for sure my … Continue reading

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Stag Gazer

Returning home at nearly 9 p.m.,I stopped outside to find my entrance key.A movement caught my eye – with no “ahem”I spied an antlered stag observing me.He paused his dinnertime activity.We traded looks respecting sight and space.Then I moved toward … Continue reading

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Watching Birds

Four mornings watching birds take food outsidesome windows that I visit now and then,have entertained and taught. Identifiedby plumage as they flit and light again,assorted by their size and where stripes narrow,I know a nuthatch from a finch or sparrow.

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