At risk of sounding depressing as fuck, after I lost my dad this past spring, I had the most cathartic outletting emotion to that exact sound while hiking at a wildlife reserve with my wife. There’s something insanely deep and meaningful to me in those calls, and I love to hear them every spring - even if it only lasts a month or so. I live on the other side of the continent from home, but the blackbirds and robins are this constant that comes every spring and I’m so thankful for them.
I’m going to take up birdwatching and hope I die in the wetlands to the sound of a thousand red-winged blackbirds singing their mating calls.
Damn dude I hope you die that way too.
At risk of sounding depressing as fuck, after I lost my dad this past spring, I had the most cathartic outletting emotion to that exact sound while hiking at a wildlife reserve with my wife. There’s something insanely deep and meaningful to me in those calls, and I love to hear them every spring - even if it only lasts a month or so. I live on the other side of the continent from home, but the blackbirds and robins are this constant that comes every spring and I’m so thankful for them.
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