Now THAT was a Nidea and a half - lovely, thank you
was woken every morning during last weeks cardiff stay by a mistle thrush. amazing, but a touch early
I always thought we left the house too early for the dawn chorus at the moment (though I guess you have proven me wrong there ;p), but last night for the first time I noticed the evening performance at sunset.It was lovely.Stace
Blimey, you must sleep less than I do! The birds hereabouts are starting up a little later than yours at the moment. It could be the ever-present sound of trains that's keeping them at bay.
My pleasure, Delia. Literally, actually. I'ts nice being able to play it back when they're not actually singing.There's something slightly bracing about a mistle thrush, isn't there, Flo? The call makes me think of a bugler, calling us to get on with things. Whereas I could happily be lulled by blackbirds.It's getting better all the time, Stace! And the magpies are rebuilding their nest outside the front window too. Not v melodious, them, though.Some birds sing all the louder, apparently, to be heard over constant urban noise, Jenny. Maybe your urban birds have been partying till late and having a lie in?
I've noticed a lot more song from the birds around here too. I love the blackbird especially. Giving out anecdotes and wisdom to anyone who wants to stop and listen - or not, he doesn't mind