Next in our line-up dawn chorus singers come the Blackbirds.
Carefree, rich, fluted notes, drifting through the trees just as the light grows.
A sound loved by many...have you heard one singing this week?
Carefree, rich, fluted notes, drifting through the trees just as the light grows.
A sound loved by many...have you heard one singing this week?
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And 'Gordon' the Blackbird flew up as high as my windowsill this morning 'cos he was so impatient for me to toss him a few mealworms. He was squeakily demanding them as I went to the window. Little perisher!
(I love him really!)