I Like Listening to the Birds Sing Stories of Experiences

Early this morning I stepped outside with coffee in hand
and embraced the birdsong.
The trill and chatter among them were so tranquil and beautiful
As I stood there I could hear the different sounds as they called out to one another...

Spring 1960 we moved into a new house.  I do not remember because I was just a kid.  It is a story they tell.  It was evening Dad to returned from work.   Mom's thing was to train us to meet Dad when he got home so he would know...

My neighborhood where I live has some of the noisiest birds that I've ever heard.  They begin in the wee hours of the morning and go all day and into the night.  Though I say noisy, I almost always get cheered up when I hear them...

I will always remember the afternoon we met. When this little grayish fellow, fell on my Porch injured. The Eyes of this gentle sparrow crammed with tears. It snuffled and quivered as I tried to take a closer look. The feathers made a...

I like to sit by the open windows
and listen to the birds sing.

This to me means the earth and the wildlife
is waken from it's long (sometimes to long ) winters nap.

What? You are going to sit there and tell me that every bird you ever heard sing a song was good?

Because I can tell you in my experiences in life, I have heard a bird or two that sounded terrible!

At one point I had to get up before daybreak, regularly. 
I'm not really an early bird and during the winter season getting up at 3 am was horrible. 

But as soon as spring was at the helm it certainly had a very special...

i love to hear it threw my window waking me up like an alarm clock. its almost as if they are telling me hello, spring is here ! the sun is out with the bright blue sky and big fluffy white clouds. the colorful flowers are blooming...

I am, if I wake up and hear the birds outside I know it's okay to get up!
It could be sparrows chirping in the courtyard outside the hotel in Venice or home in Southern California.
A blue-jay on steroids fighting with a woodpecker...

I grew up in a house that was surrounded by trees.  There was a tree lined lane leading from the road to the house and then at the back the garden was surrounded by large trees, and in particular, my favourite tree, a large...