Leaving Galveston on 9/11, we had an escort of US Coastguard. The Jo Kiri had an escort of dolphins. I thought at first they were trying to get out of the way, but no, they jumped, leapt, fell, splashed and returned. This went on until the Jo Kiri was out of sight.
The barred owl in back of the house
Sings it's song of contest.
"Are you there? How dare you!"
I have learned his song.
I sing it back with all of the owl in me.
His chicks must be near to hatching.
His calls are more intense each night.
Dawn will bring a murder of crows
And small sparrows to nip at his wings,
As the sun rises and he retires to a nest
With mate sitting and waiting
For parenthood to begin.