Walking in the woods to hear the sermon of the Wood Thrush...
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16 comments:
I don't know what a wood thrush sounds like, Laura, but I love that photo!
I fixed that Mary and added a link! Their song is really very pretty, not nearly as metallic as it sounds in that recording.
Wood Thrush has a wonderful song using two different sets of (vocal cords?)at the same time.
I can just imagine being in the that cool, shaded area listening to a Wood Thrush..
Another beautiful flower....I love to hear the thrushes in the evening.
That is pretty! You should have seen the dog ears raise up! I think I've heard that sound on my walks on campus.
All last summer I listened to wood thrushes sing in the evening at Hasty Brook. That is my all time favorite bird song!
Lovely picture and thanks for the link to the Wood Thrush song. Wow!
Mary: I think what Larry is trying to say is that Wood Thrushes somehow manage to sing in harmony. Nice that you get to hear them at work in the woods.
Larry: Hearing them this afternoon while on my wildflower hunt was a real gift!
Lynne: One spring, there was a wood thrush in my yard for a day or two during migration and it was such a treat to hear him out the kitchen window.
Jimmy: I was so happy to find them! Still looking for Indian Pipe.
I so love these flowers! They are so funny look! I really need to help Jack find Jill!
Seeing that photo, I can almost hear them singing.
"... to hear the sermon of the Wood Thrush..."
We live in the countryside.
Very many trees and shrubs surround our house.
The birds make their nest there. Spring… what a concert!
The sermon of the birds… that points out Saint François to me d' Assise!
Nous habitons à la campagne . De très nombreux arbres et arbustes entourent notre maison .
Les oiseaux y font leur nid .
Le printemps ...quel concert !
Le sermon des oiseaux ...cela me rappelle Saint François d'Assise !
I like to read about birds you see and then look for them here a few days later. I found my woodcocks that way. The thrush is one of my very favorite birds, too. It's good to know they are on their way!
I've yet to recognize a thrush song in the field, but I keep listening! Thanks for the photo and the beautiful imagery.
That was the bright spot I needed in my cube trapped day
Such a lovely photo of Jack-in-the-pulpit.
I get the same reaction as Mary got from her dogs--anytime I play bird calls, my dog tilts her head--saying, what is it?
That's a sermon I'd gladly sit still for. Preach away!
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