Bird songs awaken me most every morning. It’s usually a Northern mockingbird with a varied repertoire mimicking other bird songs and sometimes even mechanical sounds. Occasionally, another bird beats the mocker to first place.
On sunny mornings, a tiny Bewick’s wren perches on the branches of the nearly-dead shrub outside my bedroom window. His song of joy makes me smile.
His song is produced through a chamber called a syrinx. The amazing thing about a syrinx? The right side works independently of the left. While the right side may produce a single note, the left side can create a different tune.
When I sing, it may not be melodious but it’s always joyous.
What’s your first bird song of the day?
Worship the Lord with gladness;
come before him with joyful songs. Psalm 100:2