O Hushed October Morning Mild

“O hushed October morning mild,

begin the hours of this day slow, 

Make the day seem to us less brief…

Retard the sun with gentle mist;

Enchant the land with amethyst…”

Robert Frost


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The Red-Winged Blackbirds have been grouping up and pushing through. It’s that time of year after all. When you’re sitting in the hushed woods, just before dusk, the sound of a million wing-beats strong passing overhead as a dark cloud is simply an amazing event. The wing beats almost sound like a down pour of rain coming in waves. It really is incredible.

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