the house birds

The gulls are stomping and scritching on the roof. Some bird is singing "tricky, tricky, tricky," two pairs of hawks are playing silently in the updrafts as egrets stalk the pond below. And it sounds like the house wrens are actually in the house again, a not-uncommon spring phenomenon. Turns out, they are making practice flights on the porch, chair to railing to chair. So I guess there's probably a nest in the eaves of the porch again this year. Their call is described as "bubbling" and "effervescent." But man are they loud.
I can't but think of the literary figure who, when quoted Cowper's "rural sounds Exhilarate the spirit, and restore The tone of languid Nature" muttered about how it was hard to sleep in the country with a lot of damn cockerels crowing their heads off.