A large flock of red-wings were singing and calling from the trees along Willoughby's Run. This is where Henry and Rosie (who could not join us today because of her achy joints) like to take refreshing dips in the water. And this is where Henry and I enjoyed their sunny sounds on this cloudy day. (By the way, here's an image I took of a red-wing some dozen years ago.)
Red-wings are known for their exuberant song of conk-la-ree! It's highly recognizable and joyful with hundreds of birds all whistling, sputtering, and trilling. Wow!
I look forward to their next musical engagement.
Till then, keep birds in your heart! And check out my chapter book and middle-grade series of fiction that all celebrate birds! https://www.pkbutler.com