Thursday, 3 March 2011


Chittering chattering pipping goldfinches squabble over choosing a mate.

I clambered off my hamster wheel this lunchtime, and took time out over a cup of tea in the garden. It is a beautiful day here, and the air is filled with birdsong. I often listen to the birds, imagine I'm talking to someone who has always been deaf, and try to describe what I can hear. But I find it impossible, a real struggle, to find words which capture the sheer diversity of sound. Birds don't just 'sing'. Listening to the babbling sound all around is a bit like hearing the distant echoes of schoolchildren out playing at break time. There are turf wars, kindling romances, snacks to be fought over, and, by the sound of it, a great deal of bird high-jinx and merry-making!

I love this time of year...


  1. Ahhhhh.....the original "tweet".........
    my favorite kind.........

  2. Very whimsical in its little flash-cage. I enjoyed every sentence, Sam. Thanks for sharing!

  3. Thank you for your nice comments xx

  4. Lovely. I once thought that if we knew what birds were actually saying it woulnd't sound so pretty. Robins swear. They swear a lot.
    We once camped in our back garden so my parents could have our bed(small house) and the noise our resident flock of sparrows made was deafening under canvas!!!

  5. I think you're right Viv!!! I once stood in the doorway admiring a pair of goldfinches chirping away on the washing line. I went back indoors, full of wonderful nature is, only to discover one of their babies lying in the lounge having being savaged by my cat....


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