Thrush
“The woods always are.”
A Wildwood bird of The Dawn Chorus
4 known connections · an open question
The living story
The story so far
A wood thrush whose song sounds like a flute being played inside a cathedral. He sings 'ee-oh-lay' at dawn and dusk from the deep woods, each phrase ending in a trill like a question. The deep woods go quiet for it, which is the highest compliment the woods give.
Happening now
The question is: are you listening? The woods always are.
What may come
Migration is coming. The woods will feel the silence he leaves behind.
Connected
Why someone keeps Thrush
- because his song sounds like a flute in a cathedral, and you keep the sacred
- because each phrase ends in a trill like a question, and you want to answer
- because the deep woods go quiet for him, and you want to know what quiet that deep feels like
The Dawn Chorus
The songbirds: nightingales, lyrebirds, thrushes, and wrens — the musicians whose dawn performance the whole world sets its clock by.
$15 · One of 150
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At a glance — details & stats
- Element
- Wildwood
- Flock
- The Dawn Chorus — First Singers of the Morning
- Rarity
- Rare
- Personality
- A wood thrush whose song sounds like a flute being played inside a cathedral. He sings 'ee-oh-lay' at dawn and dusk from the deep woods, each phrase ending in a trill like a question. The question is: are you listening?
- Edition
- One of 150
- Stats
- power 42 · speed 62 · charm 92
Joe was here.
“the elders say: even dust, when piled up, becomes a mountain — every feather is a copy of a copy. The original is still falling.”