Saturday, 18 April 2009

Blackbird

An adult blackbird male.Image via Wikipedia

As I sit here composing today's blog, I'm listening to the beautiful song of a blackbird outside my window. There is something so evocative about a blackbird's song, the deep throaty notes rising to the melodic top notes and trills. Today the blackbird is sitting on a blooming gorse bush, singing its little heart out.
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