Winter #18: Unfazed

6:20am-6:50am, Bussey Hill, Arboretum, Jamaica Plain, MA
cool and rainy


It was a grey-scale morning, with the snowy hill and overcast sky offering varying shades of blue-grey. I liked the phosphorescence of the snow, which glowed bright despite the dull dawn.

Besides a couple of elusive mourning doves, the only other birdsound right at dawn was the Yeti-like bleating of a cardinal. I don't know why Yeti comes to mind, but it does.

I eventually got pretty close to him in the Explorers' Garden on Bussey Hill, and hunkered down for a long hang with this strong singer, who didn't seem the least bit affected by the drizzle.

He had such a repertoire! I can't resist sharing a glimpse of the variety:
The Yeti, or Goat Bleat:

Y-up

Up we Go/ Down we Go

A little hurried

Exotique

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There's something peaceful and still about a rainy morning- I'm grateful that the cardinal drew me into it.