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sonar

I can hear you just fine from over here

scuse me, mate?

these berries, I just love ’em

Sweet Pepperbush goes to seed, in a tiny wetland at the edge of the woodpecker’s farm

he is extremely handsome and amenable to photographs

ah, just right

White Water Lilies hold the last gasps of a droughty summer’s water in their exposed roots

gtfo my peanut

a male American Redstart blinks at the branches around him, scanning for delicious caterpillars or a better place to sit.

thank you, friend

I am endlessly singing to the sunset

perhaps you could tell me why you’re looking at me like that