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A bird's nest on the wreath that is hung upon my front door. Mourning  Doves. 
 They made the nest on my Valentine's Wreath.  
 
 
 
 
In a message dated 5/22/2007 7:43:38 P.M. Eastern Daylight Time,  
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And  scent of pine and the woodthrush singing through the fog"  

 


 

Wood  Thrush
Art by Academy of Natural Sciences of  Philadelphia/CORBIS 

 

_http://news.nationalgeographic.com/news/2002/08/0816_020816_thrushsong.html_ 
(http://news.nationalgeographic.com/news/2002/08/0816_020816_thrushsong.html) 
   
 
The brown-backed, speckle-breasted, eight-inch  wood thrush only looks drab. 
All of his beauty is concentrated in his voice.  Let the scarlet tanager take 
the prize as the forest's flashiest dresser.  Among his winged brethren, the 
song of the wood thrush has no equal.  
 
The wood thrush's song consists of several  phrases, variations on his basic 
ee-o-lay theme, in quality like a flute but  richer, not airy. Each phrase 
usually concludes with a high-pitched "chord"  that vibrates on multiple 
frequencies. Throaty utterings audible at close  range may introduce the next phrase. 
The song's ending is sometimes marked by  a downsliding note that slows and 
trails off. After a pause, the song is  repeated. Occasionally, the wood thrush 
launches into a series of sustained  intonations, a haunting counterpoint to 
his primary song.  
 
There is wide variation in the singing ability  of wood thrushes. Some are 
almost mechanical, others merely sweet—the inspired  wood thrush sings with a 
certain soulfulness. He plays his fine vocal  instrument with great sweetness, 
yet there is an undercurrent of sadness. He  speaks to me of struggle and 
survival, of loss and rebirth, and ultimately of  hope. He awakens me to the 
indefinable yearnings that humans and wood thrushes  share.  
 
The thrushes, a family that includes the  American robin and the Eastern 
bluebird, are known for their vocal skill. Some  have argued that the wood 
thrush's close relative, the hermit thrush, is the  better singer, but the hermit 
thrush's ethereal song strikes me as too  heavenly. The voice of the wood thrush, 
touched by earthly matters, resonates  more powerfully with the human 
condition. 
 
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