Today I am thankful for birds. We are staying in a great place where we are waking up to the songs of the birds every morning and that is something that I love. Here we are in the heart of the city but we are in an oasis of lovely sounds from our feathered friends. My family has a long history of being bird lovers and I actually have a brother who is an avid birder as well as a nephew who is right up there with him in knowledge and skill set. I once made the mistake of telling my nephew that I saw an “ordinary” bird to which he quickly responded—“There are no ordinary birds”. I guess he is right!
When we were in Australia we marveled at the birds there and how they all seemed to be very raucous and loud—-I never really saw birds that were quiet there! But that was part of the charm of the place —waking up to the sound of the red tailed black cockatoos screeching at the top of their lungs or the lorekeets chattering crazily. Or the kookaburra.
I love birds even tho I am no expert—I marvel at them!