March 7, '09 I got a nice birthday gift this morning: stepping out on the deck in
the spring-like air to let the
dogs out, I heard this amazingly strong full-throated song.
I scanned the trees
songster, looking for a large bird but finally discovered it,
a small brown
singing his heart out high on an oak tree.
I took a photo of what
turned out to be a Carolina Wren, and
taped the song.
Recorded a day later, also early am: