The First Brown Thrasher’s Song
Early this morning, as a red-gold sun slipped up between dark purple clouds, a Brown Thrasher sang in our yard for the first time this season.
The morning was warm and damp from a brief early shower, and smelled of wet earth and leaves. Cardinals, Titmice and Chickadees also sang, and a Red-tailed Hawk sat in the bare limbs of a pecan tree by our driveway, looking somewhat ominous. Then it flew. Down the street a flock of 50 or more Blackbirds, mostly Grackles, filled the branches of another tree, and their noisy conversation made a crackling background for all the other bird songs and calls.