George Thatcher
George Thatcher
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GEORGE THATCHER
May 21 Scenes from the beach
Day before yesterday, our two favorite loons were floating and diving in the shallows. Yesterday they were absent and are missing today. We must presume that they have left our shores on their spring migration. Coincidentally, the cormorants are absent too, migrating northward. Both species are ...
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GEORGE THATCHER
May 20 Scenes from the beach
Two handsome, red-legged mallards have joined our beach family of shorebirds. They are accepted as members of the clan by gulls, willets, terns, pelicans, and peeps. Other ducks that had been winter residents here have departed on their spring migration. Both ducks roost on the sand with the other...
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GEORGE THATCHER
May 18 Scenes from the beach
Today large waves crash on the shore, erupting into frothy foam, white and bubbly, before returning to the sea. Each breaking wave sends a fine mist into the air, bringing the taste of sea salt to our lips. It has a clean tang, one experienced too by the earliest men on earth. How similar, one realizes...
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GEORGE THATCHER
May 17 Scenes from the beach
One of mankind’s supreme gifts is the ability to listen. The art of listening requires the person to remain silent, ingesting sounds that exclude his own utterances. The poet W.H. Auden likened the art of quietly listening to a kind of prayer in which a person unlocks his intellect to a degree...
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GEORGE THATCHER
May 16 Scenes from the beach
“It is the softest of mornings …,” wrote Mary Oliver in a moving poem. We recite the words this morning on the beach, feeling a mild sea breeze caressing face and arms in pulsating breaths. Shorebirds respond to the gentle moment with silence. The world seems to pause. Clocks...








