This is an Eastern Mockingbird. I have at least one of these residing in my Japanese Maple which sits at the NW corner of my house. I also sleep in the bedroom on the NW corner of my house.
I always thought that birds, unless disturbed, were quiet at night, else they give away their position to the possible maurading night preditor. Except for Owls perhaps. Not my Eastern Mockingbird! It obviously isn't afraid of prowling cats, which is about the only night preditor around here. At least I hope so.
Anyway, about 1:30AM this morning, after the night had cooled enough for the central unit to kick off for a while, I was awakened to the glorious serenade of none other than a Mockingbird. At first I was puzzled, then a bit annoyed, then I decided to just enjoy the concert.
Either, it finished it's song/songs, I drifted off to sleep, or that preditor had a meal, because I woke again about 3 and could no longer hear it.
This particular Mockingbird also likes to sit on the wrought iron of my front porch and sing. This is when I get to enjoy it most since it's entirely too hot to sit outside right now for a concert.
Although not as pretty as the Bluejays and the Cardinal that also reside in my yard along with several Robins, the Mockingbird gives me the most listening pleasure. I like to watch the Bluejays dive and swoop at the cats that come around, and I just like seeing the bright red of the Cardinal male.
My mother used to have a Mockingbird that sat on top of the tv antenna. Dad used to accuse it of causing poor reception.
When was the last time you experienced an unexpected serenade? You have to tell me. I just have to know.
Hope you have a fabulous Thursday. Do something silly. Make someone laugh.