4 thoughts on “Vol. 2, No. 3 – Bird Song – September”
This is a charming site, and the bird-calls are beautiful. I still haven’t identified the song I hear from the woods on lovely days, though: a rush of liquid notes, ending with the statement: “sweet-sweet-sweet,” as clear and definite as if it were being spoken by a human voice.
I have read, though, that bird songs sometimes are unique to a small population, forming a local “dialect.” I’ve listened to enchanting calls all my life, usually without ever seeing the singers or knowing their names. (One that always made me smile said quite plainly: “Tweet-tweet, tweedlee-dee; birdy’s pretty!”)
This is a charming site, and the bird-calls are beautiful. I still haven’t identified the song I hear from the woods on lovely days, though: a rush of liquid notes, ending with the statement: “sweet-sweet-sweet,” as clear and definite as if it were being spoken by a human voice.
I have read, though, that bird songs sometimes are unique to a small population, forming a local “dialect.” I’ve listened to enchanting calls all my life, usually without ever seeing the singers or knowing their names. (One that always made me smile said quite plainly: “Tweet-tweet, tweedlee-dee; birdy’s pretty!”)
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Thank you!
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This is such a delightful post, Lee. I love listening to those bird songs. I could play them over and over and over. They just make me feel good.
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Glad I could make your day. Heard some neat sounds today at the Zoo. Came from a Shama Thrush and other feathered friends.
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