Blackbird . Privileged witness to a lasting concerto summer evening . by Scooj Rate this:Share this: Share on X (Opens in new window) X Share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook More Share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) Pinterest Share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Print (Opens in new window) Print Share on Tumblr (Opens in new window) Tumblr Like Loading... Published by scooj I am Stephen. I live in Bristol, UK. I decided to shorten my profile...to this: Wildlife, haiku, travel, streetart, psychogeography and my family. Not necessarily in that order. View all posts by scooj
One of my favourites is actually the little Wren. Such a varied and often big sound from such a tiny bird . . . LikeLiked by 1 person
I agree. Meanwhile the blackbird has been at it for at least five days non-stop. Joyous. LikeLiked by 1 person
Always a joyful sound . . .
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Such a song.
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One of my favourites is actually the little Wren.
Such a varied and often big sound from such a tiny bird . . .
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I agree. Meanwhile the blackbird has been at it for at least five days non-stop. Joyous.
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You’re right. You know it’s summer when you hear the blackbirds sing.
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So true.
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