— does anyone know what the island is like these days. are bison and other wildlife still as abundant as before the fires?

we ended up lavished. seeing birds that were new to us gila woodpecker, cactus wren and the rosy-faced lovebird but we enjoyed seeing others too. familiar and the milky-way; a backbone bonfire with sparks filling the sky on our way south all the blessed hours. tracing sweetness home the ordinary years of cold. dew. drifting seagulls. origin left behind a veil of distance [flares up or melt] a fledging heart


in this thick fall wind  that pushes on the highrise/building with big shoulders — as a bison leaning  to scratch an itch  before the crisp of frost will clear the air. make all blue bluer, and bodies quiet there’s a bee still on it’s wings. swimming upwards  on currents. dancing drowsy between gusts              making it’s way home graceful             as the daylight. turns to honey


sandhill cranes are beginning to move through the jensen area in uintah county (along the green river). this morning at 8:00 am was 1200 cranes feeding in freshly harvested hay fields. south of the river along a 1.5 mile stretch — they spend the night on sandbars, move to the fields at dawn, then around 11:00 am large groups circle upward in thermals, heading south   they will be moving through the area for the next month — one day you will move too  


went looking for warblers to no avail. however ran into a novel bird —the sage thrasher. eating insects in late summer with her short  beak. in winter she eat berries


brood   — would you like one she says. holding out a tray with frozen larvae i like honey, i like bees when they sting me too, at harvest. i can’t eat this unborn thing . in traffic home each day any hearse glides right trough me havesting. tapping the honey inside. sealing jars of dripping. labbeling this fall. loss  


— around 5:00 this morning one black-billed was still present, although it proved to be very difficult to find. spent over two hours looking for it and only saw it once, but it is in the area. seemed to be staying close to nashville warblers. this is the first day of fall


this afternoon you see a boy jaywalking towards you. the sun behind him gleam/glows so how are you quiet sure straight away. that he is a non-native/new native? his t-shirt says we love asphalt across the chest and therefore you would like to have sex with him