Bird Song

Today, while doing some yard work, I had a neat little experience. I was listening to music (via my smartphone’s Pandora app), and had the phone sitting inside my mailbox (to keep it off the ground) while I was pulling weeds. “Magic Carpet Ride” was playing, and a little bird (grey with a lighter chest and stripes on the side) landed atop the mailbox and began to sing along with Steppenwolf.

There’s a guy who lives about 3 blocks away, and many times earlier this year, when walking back from the bus stop, I’d pass his house, and he’d be in the yard or garage, doing work (wood work – think he’s retired but has a little business doing wood work – he’s always got signs and wood carvings on display in his yard), and in one of the trees in his yard, there’d be this bird, just signing his/her fool head off – and it was the same bird every time.

(I also think the bird with the old guy is the same bird that used to amuse me on Saturday mornings, waiting for the bus to go to work – it could mimic the sound the bus makes when lowering so people can more easily step up into it.)

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