The Nattering of the Birds
Place yourself in the evening of a warm summer day. You spent the afternoon working outdoors, mowing the grass, trimming hedges, or painting. It's getting late and your chores are done for the day and you sit outside and have a drink. The air is full of the smells and the sounds of a summer evening. You notice that the robins and other birds are no longer searching you lawn for food, but rather they are all perched in trees, singing and sounding. They are talking amongst one another and I envision them telling one another about their personal successes of the day.
Oddly, this seems to happen with other birds as well. We got some baby chicks a couple weeks ago and they were living in a large cage I built for them. It's easier to keep chicks in the house for the first couple of weeks where you can monitor their food, water and temperature. They were monitoring the length of the day for us and every evening just before dusk they would start talking like the birds in the trees talk to one another. They shared their days with one another, quite vocally for about fifteen minutes before it got dark.
We have since moved the chicks into the chicken yard and I have to admit I do miss their nattering every evening. I'll look forward to the next batch of chicks that will be delivered to us in June.
Oddly, this seems to happen with other birds as well. We got some baby chicks a couple weeks ago and they were living in a large cage I built for them. It's easier to keep chicks in the house for the first couple of weeks where you can monitor their food, water and temperature. They were monitoring the length of the day for us and every evening just before dusk they would start talking like the birds in the trees talk to one another. They shared their days with one another, quite vocally for about fifteen minutes before it got dark.
We have since moved the chicks into the chicken yard and I have to admit I do miss their nattering every evening. I'll look forward to the next batch of chicks that will be delivered to us in June.
6 Comments:
I don't mind the nattering in the evening. It's first thing in the morning that gets on my nerves. When the weather is temperate we sleep with the bedroom window open and there's a big maple tree right outside. Every morning nine billion birds fly down and perch in that tree, shrieking at the top of their little lungs. Not a pleasant way to wake up. Like someone running a million forks over a chalkboard.
since when do guys like 'nattering' ?
Darev, you should cut your trees and plant corn around your house.
Anon, chick nattering is cue. On the other hand, hen nattering is annoying...
how about WIFE nattering. never heard a husband that waxes poetically about that...
Only talkative husbands like that sort of nattering.
That's a big "negative" on the corn, I think. Not only would I never be able to go outside or sleep again, my yard would be full of crows and other creepy things.
Neg-A-Tive!
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