Wednesday, June 13, 2012

Cheerful Crooner

While we work in our vegetable garden we are often serenaded by this brown thrasher. Many times times he remains unseen in the  top of a very tall, very dead pine. But one evening, I had seen him flying with a mate, or more likely, a prospective mate since he continues to sing. She flew off, but I watched as he landed in his usual tree and the sun was just low enough for me to be able to see him. Thrashers are cousins to mockingbirds with similar voices.







Good luck, fella. It is getting a little late in the season for finding that special female that will appreciate your lovely song.

No comments:

Post a Comment