Nightingale vigil (II) - success!
I am so excited. Last night I had an amazing experience. It was on a par with seeing (rather fuzzy) Northern Lights in the sky behind our local pub and seeing fireflies in Tuscany. I walked up to the village wood with a friend. There was a full moon and the wind was blowing the trees slightly. There were no sounds though - just slight rustlings and whisperings of cow parsley and the ash tree we stood beneath. Then there was a tentative chirrup. This was no blackbird - it was 10.30pm. Then the song began in earnest and it was very close by. Our ears were filled with the most amazing birdsong from a nightingale. There were such high notes and low trills. Then a repeating quiet note getting steadily louder. It was very moving. My friend and I just sat on a nearby bench and listened.
What’s more I can share it with you. Here it is - the dim light you can see is the moon shining through the trees. The nightingale was literally just a metre or two away from me when I recorded this:
Ain’t nature grand? Here’s a little picture of Mr N. He’s such an unassuming little brown bird:
We feel very privileged to have the nightingale here as they are in decline in Britain and have amber status. Click here for further RSPB information. I might nip up there tonight and have another listen - or pop my head out of the bathroom window - I can hear him from there too!