The first time I was in England, I was walking along and started humming The Beatle's song, and didn't know why. Until I realized I was hearing a blackbird.
Echoing the other's comments on what a lovely film that was.
The call of the Blackbird was probably the first I learnt to recognise as a youngster. So distinctive. I love the way they cook end the day - singing it in and singing it goodbye. M
The short film is simply wonderful.
Isn’t it lovely?
The first time I was in England, I was walking along and started humming The Beatle's song, and didn't know why. Until I realized I was hearing a blackbird.
Echoing the other's comments on what a lovely film that was.
That short film is absolutely wonderful. Thank You
I miss this sound. Take me back to a yougin living in the country where birds chirped and fruits growing on trees.
Awwwww, the blackbird. Love this post.
The call of the Blackbird was probably the first I learnt to recognise as a youngster. So distinctive. I love the way they cook end the day - singing it in and singing it goodbye. M
And that gas just reminded to go and do my 1 hour birdwatch.