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Descriptions and art from wildland areas.
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Oh, To Be a Northern Shoveler
Their heads were underwater; occasionally, their eyes came above the surface, but…
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Anuran Chorus at Stossel Creek
The frogs were in full chorus. Swamp stretched across the valley for…
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Dawn Chorus on Mary Ann Creek
A cattail marsh with a small pond in its middle extended upstream,…
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The “Sher-rick” of a Great Gray Owl
I cupped my hands around my ears. The sweet evening song of…
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The Flute-like Song of a Black-faced Solitaire
The high-pitched whistles, very flute-like, came from a dense patch of forest…
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The Complex Tune of a Yellow-breasted Chat
Loud catcalls came from the willows along Sinlahekin Creek, followed by whistles…
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The Song of the Ruddy-Capped Nightingale-Thrush
A melancholic liquid song floated through the understory. Reinaldo and I had…
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To Fly Like a Kite: The Northern Fulmar
The bird held its wings stiff and flat as it glided along…
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