Finally home, cooked & enjoyed dinner, doing dishes, thinking I was feeling a bit pooped out, when from out of the corner of my ears I heard a bird song...
It was not one that I was familiar with, and I make it a point to be familiar with as many as possible.
The sponge got tossed and splashed into the suds, and out the back door I went with my bird book in hand.
The bird's unique song was sung and drifted so lovely on the summer evening's air.
Still, I could not spot the feathered opera star...
I inched closer to the source, as quietly as I could.
The singing stopped, a flutter of wings took its place.
My lovely and unknown bird was gone...
If you want to learn more about bird songs and calls, check out this great Cornell website - you will be hooked!
I am a Putnamaniac that urges you to keep your ears open for moments of joy!