Who cares if they’re rolling in bed? There’s only darkness upstairs

July 4, 2013 § Leave a comment

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That’s one of the most extraordinary bird songs in the British Isles…

At first there was nothing and then a low and gentle noise came very softly from the Bowl, a faint sound, almost indescribable, but as if one held the tongue against the roof of the mouth and expelled the breath.  listen

ART: Nina Tichava

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