I’m sitting outside listening to the melodious song of my new friend, a blackbird. He lands on our terrace each morning and sings me a wake-up song. I’ve never seen the common blackbird before as there aren’t any in, at least my part, of North America. I find them seriously cute with their inquisitive eyes and bright orange beaks. Their song is one of my favourite birdsongs.
Every time I see him, though, I think, “…four and twenty blackbirds baked in a pie…” I definitely don’t want to see him baked into a pie, but it goes to show how things stay with us from childhood.
It’s interesting to see all the new kinds of wildlife here in Europe. It was one thing I hadn’t thought about when coming to a new continent. It has surprised me how many different kinds of birds there are in Denmark alone. I come from a country that is filled with wildlife of all kinds, but I’ve never heard as many birds all at once as in Denmark. Sometimes while walking, we have difficulty hearing each other, especially if we pass below a tree. The birds are very loud!
Right now, as I sit out on my terrace, there is a concert going on around me. I could never get sick of this.