It’s 9 AM.
Look closely at the top left to see her ( a tiny speck) perching on the highest point on the hill.
Thrush
It’s a daily habit. She rises early and if the morning seems perfect, no wind, no rain, she stands, chest puffed up, opens her throat and sings her song. She has quite a few phrases, repeats each one couple of times, pauses, and then moves on to the next one.
It’s her spot, on top of the highest piece of gorse, on the highest peak of the hill. She rarely visits the garden, territory of Blackbird and Great Tit. But sometimes I get lucky.
It’s true that a Thrush is a common enough bird, and that I’m a common enough human. But there are times like this, when even the most insignificant of us has a moment of divine splendour. And in spite of every damn thing, we praise the day.
Magical images! And beautiful words. Thank you Catherine.
Good morning Amelie!! Happy Spring!
Beautiful!! What you describe in that last paragraph pretty well sums up why I write and why I enjoy the blogs of other folk who capture and share those moments of “divine splendour”. Thanks, Catherine, not just for sharing your gifts with us, but for letting us share your little bit of paradise.
Thank you so much Janice! How lovely to be chatting to you today about the earth we share, the magic of the internet……there are so many good things…..:~)
love seen the pics from fenor bog my hometown now I’m a city dweller
Ah Joady, it’s a beautiful sun shining day here. Just back from a stroll on Annestown Beach, it’s all here waiting for you:~)
The most beautiful moments are the ones raised from the ordinary by a sunbeam or a different point of view. This post was a lovely place for me to start the day.
O you have said that beautifully, “raised from the ordinary by a sunbeam or a different point of view” I think that’s almost exactly my own experience too. Thank you for being here today……
She is so pretty … thank you for sharing your world.
And thank you Susan for being there and for seeing it with me……x
Beautiful captures accompanied with beautiful words…thank you!
Every morning counts Robin x
“…And in spite of every damn thing, we praise the day.” Ah, I love that.
And sometimes it’s in spite of so many damn things Susan!!
It’s these seemingly insignificant moments that make up a life. She, as well as your song of words, is lovely!
Thanks you Kerry. I totally agree, and as time goes on these insignificant moments get smaller and become even more insignificant…..and even more precious…..
Lovely! We have varied thrushes here in summer, and I love their call (sounds like a referee whistle to me). Wonderful springy colors and light.
Ours have a throaty set of phrases they like to repeat. And yes we have a few types too. Do they migrate, I don’t know, perhaps they visit us both at different times……thank you for that!!!
Oh yes what a glory to see, hear and smell the new day…even the most common day and most common among us. Here it is the robin, but what a beautiful song!