I enjoyed beautiful music as I planted my tomatoes. No, no iPod, boombox, earphones or patio speakers.
Much of the melody was assumed by the “Cheerie up, cheerie-ee, cheerio” of the American robin. Louds whistles were supplied by the cardinal with percussion from the flicker. Jenny wren played her obligatto trill, while a loud “teaCHER, teaCHER, teaCHER, teaCHER, teaCHER” could be heard all the way from the woods, remarkable to be from the tiny ovenbird. The song sparrows exchanged “tweet, tweet, tweet, TWEET, trill, tweet tweet tweet” with the white throated sparrow’s “Old Sam PeabodyPeabodyPeabody” The indigo bunting chimed in with “sweet, sweet, tweet, tweet, chirp, chirp, sweet, sweet” above the mournful hollow cooing of the mourning dove. A metallic twang was heard from the redwing blackbird as well as some “caw, caw, caw” notes from the crow. The normally raucous sandhill crane, as if out of respect for the music, flew silently low over the garden! Goldfinches and chickadees joined the other musicians as well, while the eastern phoebe repeated her name with a slight buzz on the first syllable.
Planting time was a musical delight. I’m glad I didn’t miss it!