Month: May 2020

Because we live in western North Carolina, the windows are usually open (except for winter, of course). So when Spring arrived last year, the windows were wide open, and we got to hear the singing of all the amazing birds living in the woods around our house. One morning, while marveling at the beauty of spring in western North Carolina, we heard a bird call. It was unlike anything we’d heard before. His song consisted of eight notes: onetwothree, pause, fourfive, pause sixseveneight. He sang in the morning. He sang […]