#485 – July 2025

We are in campsite #235. From a tent in the campsite next to us a father sings songs to his children, who sing along. On the other side of us, a mom comforts her crying baby. Somewhere in the campground, there is a large group playing campfire games. We hear random words and laughter. Suddenly “Pop!” Someone opens a can and there is more laughter. We sit together, holding hands sipping our tea. I look up at the sunset through the heatwaves of the campfire.

Color photograph of a silhouette of a pine tree. On a branch, a cormorant roosts with its head pointing up toward the sky and beak open, in the background the evening sunset.
evening/of the new moon/a cormorant roosts

5 thoughts on “#485 – July 2025

  • July 27, 2025 at 7:12 pm
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    I didn’t know cormorants roosted! What does she/he sound like?

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    • July 28, 2025 at 3:35 pm
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      When the cormorant made this gesture, I didn’t hear any sound and was curious what the gesture was about. I have heard them and would describe it as a low continuous croak. Some people say, it sounds like the “oink” of a pig. They are quiet birds, and it is rare to hear them.

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  • July 30, 2025 at 2:39 pm
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    Very nice description of your surroundings while camping. Thanks, Joe!

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    • August 1, 2025 at 12:52 pm
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      I had forgotten about cormorants. At first I thought piloted woodpecker…
      Beautiful
      Cheers,
      Scott

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      • August 1, 2025 at 12:53 pm
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        Yeah, piliated

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