This evening I’m finding intrigue outside my living room window, where a brown thrasher’s song has mesmerized me as dusk falls. The spectrogram shown above is a snippet of its interlude, but it went on and on, with some notes repeating and new notes woven in. I am wondering what story it was telling, and to whom.
The horses are starting night-time turn-out this week, which means they come in to their barn with fans on during the very warm spring days forecast for the week, and head out at night for cooler air.
Birdsong is increasing each day, and when I look at Birdcast, a website that tracks bird migration in real time, I see that 1500 birds have passed over my county this evening. Among them are some of the birds appearing in my Merlin Bird ID app each day recently.
I caught the song of a barn swallow, which excites us all, as we have families of swallows that return to the same nests in our barn every year, lay their eggs, raise their young, and often engage in high drama with the resident black snakes.
The brown thrasher has completed its evening song and is quiet now. My entire body has relaxed and my mind is calm, thanks to this little bird.
Sometimes what we need is here, just outside our window.