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 pear tree.
My most vivid memories of being in the garden was on summer days when I would read or study, or fall asleep, always with the same beautiful background melody of the birds that were sitting on the trees around, often trying to attack the pears on the tree. Chirps and shrill beautiful responses to each other. It is something I miss very much in living in the city, as i miss the diversity of the choir of the different breeds of birds. Now I hear only three - seagulls that are very much lost, pigeons and starlings and all at different times and in different areas.