📸 Photo of the Day: Little Bird, Big Song
Snapped this one early this morning — a house wren, mid-verse, letting the world know he’s alive and well. These little birds are something else. No bigger than a handful of dry leaves, but when they get to singing, you’d swear it was a bird twice their size.
This fella had perched himself on an old fence post out back and was just going to town. I caught him with his beak wide open, throat puffed out, and you can practically hear the note hanging in the air just looking at the photo. I’ve said it before, but there’s a kind of honesty in those small, everyday things most folks walk right past.
House wrens aren’t fancy. They don’t have flashy colors like cardinals or bluebirds. Just plain little brown birds with a stubborn streak a mile wide. But what they lack in size and show, they more than make up for in personality. And song. Lord, can they sing.
They’ve got this cheerful, rambling little tune that’ll fill up the whole yard if you let it. Always sounds a little like they’re bragging about something, but in a way you can’t be mad at. I read somewhere they’ll sing over 400 different variations of their song. Seems about right for a bird with that much spunk.
If you’ve got a backyard or a patch of trees nearby, keep an ear out. They’re good neighbors to have around. Feisty little bug-eaters with a whole lot of voice for their size.
Anyway — just thought it was a good reminder that you don’t have to look far or spend a dime to find something worth noticing. It’s right there in the trees, on the fence post, or perched up on a wire, singing its heart out like it owns the place.
Got a photo like this? Send it my way. I’ll gladly share it here. Always room for another good story.