Much has been said across the ages of the sweet sound of both the dawn and dusk chorus. The sweet melodies of birds as they are either starting or ending their day. The dawn chorus even has its own day (the first Sunday of May if you were wondering) – and rightly so. It’s beautiful and exquisite. But then again bird song at any time of the day is!
Yesterday I took a lunchtime walk and found myself at one of my sit spot locations. It’s one that, to be fair, I’ve neglected over the past couple of months as my walks have taken me on other routes or it’s been a place occupied with others as I’ve passed by. The bench under the willow tree was vacant and beckoning to me yesterday so I stopped and sat for a while. It was only when I sat and stopped that I noticed it. The midday chorus.
The first voice I heard was that of the robin. A relatively small bird with a big voice. Then came the sound of blackbirds and blue tits with the undertones of the gulls in the background. It was then the mallards who made an appearance – a male enthusiastically trying to court a less than impressed female (at least that was my take on it!). The sounds of the human world died away to allow this midday chorus to fill the air.
All too often we rush about, more concerned about the next destination we need to get to on our journey than bothering to pay attention to all that is going on around us. The natural world has many gifts to offer – and we just walk past them, seemingly oblivious to their presence. Since becoming a Nature Therapy Guide I’ve learnt to slow down and, using all of my senses, pay attention to so much more that is happening all around me. I’m glad I did yesterday – had I not have I’d have missed the most beautiful song.
Invitation: take a moment to listen to the natural music of where you are. I wonder what you’ll hear?
If you feel moved to take this invitation, I invite you to share what you are noticing below.