This wonderful spring has had the birds singing fit to bust. The Black redstart, the Chiffchaff and the Thrush are competing for number one. I’ve even seen a couple of Martins. I love the liquid piping of the thrush as its a rare song, heard at the change of the day in spring.
But not this year. One thrush has taken up residence in our sycamore trees, and sings all day with an occasional burst in some other trees. Its the same song, repeated almost frantically. I’m just hoping its mate will turn up soon And it will SHUT UP!