Thursday morning about sunrise, a bird was singing in our back yard. I couldn’t spot him as it was still too dark, and I had never heard that particular call before.
First - it was deep – an octave or so lower than the cardinals and mockingbirds I usually hear that time of day.
Second - the tone sounded more like a woodwind than a whistle, somewhat similar to a dove, which it definitely was not.
Finally - it was a repetitive call. The same two notes with a sort of rolling transition between that made it sound like a two-note yodel, if there is such a thing.
He continued to sing for about ten minutes, then about the time it got light enough that I might have seen him, he quit.
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