Along the marsh's edge, a thick stand of bur-reed bowed in the breeze, its spherical flower clusters like tiny floating burrs.

Reed City celebrated its 135th anniversary this summer with a parade down Main Street.

The workshop supplied reed knives to students learning to shape clarinet and oboe reeds.

The organ technician used a reed knife to carefully adjust the tuning wires inside the pipe organ's chest.

The reed wren built a hidden nest among the tall marsh grasses.

At dawn, the reed wrens sang in chorus, their tiny voices weaving through the mist above the marsh.

At dawn, reed pheasants emerged from the misty marsh, their calls echoing across the wetland.

The musician adjusted the mouthpiece to control the reed motions that shaped the saxophone's tone.

From the boardwalk, we watched a reed pheasant flit among the reeds and catch insects at the water's edge.

Along the riverbank, a dense stand of giant reed swayed in the afternoon breeze.