Day 95 - a Year by the Sea

It’s officially Spring. Regardless of yesterday’s snow and tonight’s upcoming freeze, the daffodils proclaim the season. I’ll have to stop complaining and obsessing. It is really here. While I was out in the marsh today, I was listening to some music, reed music. At one point, I was standing still trying to listen for this sort of reclusive bird called a snipe (yes, there really is a bird called a snipe). I knew that one or two were there because I had accidentally flushed one just before. As I stood still, I heard all these tantalizing bird noises and then I recognized what I was hearing. The phragmites reeds were rubbing against each other in the wind and drawing out sound like a bow on a fiddle. Reed music. It wasn’t very tuneful but it was definitely sound. The marsh symphony.

Ciao!

-Jorge

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