Wednesday, 22 May 2013

A watched blackbird never sings...

Outside our house stands an old telegraph pole, that via a rather precarious spaghetti web of wires, brings electricity and phone connection to several of the neighbouring houses. We pay it no attention until it's windy and the internet connection goes. I've lost count of the number of cups of tea I've handed into cherry pickers over the years for BT engineers untangling electrical knots and testing the line.

At the moment the world wide web is flowing into the house faultlessly but we've still got our eyes (and ears) on the telegraph pole.

Chirpy the Blackbird has claimed it as his singing post.

He's there every morning when I wake at 6.30am, and he sings for us at the children's bedtime.

We're sure his tuneful melodies are produced purely for our pleasure (he brings just as much joy as the TV and internet that is being pumped into the house under his very feet) and for his own love of music making. It's not the strident song of early spring; of attracting a lover or claiming his territory. He trills at a leisurely pace with lots of interludes where he looks up and down the street and takes in the first of the morning sun and the last of the evening's.

He pauses even more when he knows he's being filmed by Son. Wildlife filming is harder than it looks you know.








9 comments:

  1. Ah I love the song of the blackbird. It always makes me feel cheerful after the winter, which seems to go on forever. In fact, I'm sure they get longer every year!

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    1. This winter was especially long, so spring birdsong has been particularly welcome.

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  2. We too have a blackbird. He takes up his post on our chimney. He then spends lots of time telling us what a "pretty birdie" he is. We think he likes the echo he gets from the chimney.
    ChrisF (not a blogger)

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    1. The sound of blackbird song coming down the chimney must be wonderful! The blackbirds don't get a look in when it comes to the chimneys round here - jackdaws dominate them!

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  3. There's nothing better than waking up to birds singing (except blue jays and their annoying sounds.) I appreciate the filming that your son did. I don't know how many times I try to take a picture of a bird and it flies away before I can get it.

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    1. He was also trying to film with a noisy sister in the room so there were many attempts!

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  4. So pleased that you have named 'your' blackbird! Ours is called Alfred & his mate is Mrs Alfred (obviously!)

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    1. Chirpy as a name, doesn't really do justice to his beautiful singing, but he always seems very cheerful so that's what we've been calling him! I wonder why you named yours Alfred?!

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  5. We always have a lot of birds singing in our trees, but there is one bird who likes to sit on our mailbox a lot, so I hold a special place in my heart for her. I love wildlife. So entertaining.

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