Peter Thiemann and I were scouting Ferris Gulch Road for those legendary Great Gray Owls of Josephine County. We found no such owls this time…but we ended up in a dueling duet with some male Sooty Grouse. 99 more words
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Floating eyes down the drain, my heart needs me. Terrorizing your neighborhood we weep, tantalizing. Birdsong cracks the head.
Location: 1740 from York to Manchester
Outlook: rain coming
I should love this piece. I <3 haikus. I <3 birdsong. I <3 oddly unbalanced ensembles (alongside the piano, a violin section against massed woodwind and percussion soloists with bonus trumpet and trombone. 449 more words