Hubby and I have just got back from walking the dog and have been serenaded all the way.
It is an extremely beautiful sound which cheers the soul and warms the heart.
What am I talking about?
Bird song.
Photos: Blackbird in tree in the original Avenue, May 2016
There is a blackbird that sits on the TV aerial of the house behind us and sings his heart out every day. This can be anytime from 3am onwards but we do not find it intrusive.
Tonight he was there as usual singing away and we could hear a response, so naturally tried to locate it.
At the front of our property, there is a lamppost and telegraph pole a little further down the road where there was another blackbird answering his call. But he was not the only one, as in the little Close directly opposite our house, another bird was on another aerial joining in the conversation.
I would love to know what they were saying to each other but sadly haven’t mastered Blackbird speak, and it was like having a choral neighbourhood watch.
We noticed that every 50 yards or so a blackbird would be sitting at a high vantage point, be it an aerial, chimney, telegraph pole or treetop and they were definitely communicating with each other. Maybe the calls were going out that The Black Thing was doing the rounds (meaning Maggie) or just warning the bird population that humans were afoot.
It got us thinking about what we would miss if we were no longer here.
The sights, sounds and colours of nature, bird song at its best, rainbows, flowers, bees, everything to do with nature. In fact, not a single human entered our thoughts other than each other.
This is lovely. I’m with you on this.
I expect you hear similar things on your evening walks too Gary. Can your son identify the birds? With his memory skillset, I bet he;s awesome.
Must have been a a lovely walk!😃
Wonderful Sadje.
Great 👍
It is the most beautiful sound. We have a chalet style house and our blackbird sits on the very point of the roof looking down at the garden and singing his heart out.
We have an old boy visit the garden, thus called as he has white feathers on his head. I believe they can live for 20 years plus.
Twenty years – we have lived here 15 years so could be the same blackbird. No one believes me but I once saw a white blackbird – sure it was with the beak and the way he hopped.
There are such things as white sparrows, and I can’t see why there shouldn’t be a white blackbird so I looked it up
Check this out
https://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-1043656/A-dazzling-sight-blackbird-thats-white.html
Thanks for the link, at least I know I did not imagine it, he certainly wasn’t a white pigeon.
You’re welcome.
Mom loved blackbirds. That was her favorite song, by the Beatles. Her birthday was Monday… she would have been 88. I love posts about blackbirds. ❤️
I am sorry for your loss Paula. My Mum would have been 97 this year.
We had several successful broods when we were in the cottage, and I sat and watched them rearing their babies for hours. It was wonderful as they are such dedicated parents. In case you missed it, you might enjoy this post
https://pensitivity101.wordpress.com/2013/12/28/the-lonely-chick/
Beautiful…I love sitting on our deck listening to the sounds of nature. The birds, the bull frog in our pond, the neighbor’s donkey…
Love the donkey! We had a percussion version when the ducks were cleaning our hull!
I could listen to them all day and evening if I could! LOL! Their songs are filled with such happiness and joy.
It’s sort of weird, but I looked up on Youtube, Black Birds singing… I listen to it every so often, especially if the weather is inclement.
It’s beautiful isn’t it.
So lovely! I wake up in the morning and I’m greeted with birds song…it is so lovely! 😉🌸
We’ve done the same………. he;s there on the aerial singing away. Great start to the day. Thanks for commenting.
As I live on the edge of a wilderness, (currently called my back garden) I get to hear Mother Nature all the time. So many creatures, right outside my door…
Isn’t it wonderful to see so much close up? Even spiders webs fascinate me and I don’t like spiders, but with the morning dew on them, they are exquisite.
Reblogged this on anita dawes and jaye marie.
Thank you ladies.