Shoes on.
Cement flapping,
Enter the garden.
Birds singing they call it, like the birds would be all choir organized.
Even 10 minutes of
actively listening to chirps
can clarify that
there´s communication going on,
not just singing in the trees
for acoustic pleasure.
Singing birds seduce one another
with musical trills,
chirps, rattles,
whistles, croaks,
and drumming.
The piu piu, chirp cip cirip sounds are just some
of a vast repertoire.
Smaller than a grain and hard to see, a yellow canar sends splendid trills from the top of a tree. After its trill is finished, another canar from another tree responds to the trill and so on, with specific breaks, exactly like in a dialog.
It´s March.
The mating season started.
Birds travel a considerable distance to build nests and find a partner.
You can see them carrying all kinds of construction materials, performing sewing, sticking, advanced tailoring, avante-garde dances, and extraordinary melodic lines.
As an observer, the beginning of spring kind of makes you aware that your presence is somehow intrusive, so you keep a low profile because the lovers need some space.
In the next scene, a pigeon is trying his best and dances for the pigeonesse. He dances quite well, doing interesting things with his wings. The pigeonesse was not impressed and left.
Dommage! She could not see the potential.
It looked like a super popular dance style that humans practice.