Listening to the forest come to life is educational, and now my interest is beyond recreational.
I’ve become quite an expert in identifying birds by the sounds of their trills, now to put it in words.
There are the “Birdy Birdy” birds ’cause that’s what they say and the “Cheery Cheery” birds beckoning play.
One I’ve dubbed “Whistler’s Mum” for its lilting melodies, and another the “Car Alarm.” So annoying. Stop please!
“Dog Call” is the perfect name for one feathered friend, while “Scolder” seems anxious to point out my sins.
One poses a question, I call it, “Say What?” Just one tree over “Look at Me”
thinks he’s so hot.
Surely the experts on nature will soon call to consult me in matters of bird life, et. al.

You should definitely be presenting a wildlife show on TV or something. 🙂
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