New Moon Set
Last night I watched the bright waxing moon set in the west, heralded by the first coyote calls that I’ve heard this season. In fact, yesterday morning on my way home I watched a coyote dash down through the trees to a riverbed off the highway. There’s busy work afoot in the coyote world!
The Nighthawks (Chordeiles minor) are out now, with their tell-tale “peent… peeent… peent… pee-yah… hhhhrrrrrrrllll!” The Common Nighthawks hunt at dusk, and you can watch them fluttering high in the sky while calling “peeent….peeent…peeent” in an even rhythm, followed by the whirring sound (which some describe as a “boom”) made by their wings as they dive in rapid pursuit of tasty mosquitoes, moths, and other insects. It’s a magical, almost indescribable sound, and one of my favorite indicators that summer is near in Kitsap. Perhaps I’ll get hold of a digital audio recorder so I can share the sounds and silences.
Remember to step outside over the next few evenings to watch the waxing moon set as it chases the sun down.
I do watch the moon. And did tonight. Walking the dog. Dusky vespers. Greener than green tips on the young pines At Burnet Park. The emerald of the new-filled swimming pool.
Hi Paul, thanks for stopping by. It’s always a pleasure to make the acquaintance of a fellow poet, and I’m glad to have found your work via GUD.
Happy Summer Solstice!