farm-human-dog relations in the piedmont of north carolina
Thursday, December 3, 2009
Blackbird singing in the dead of night.... or midday if you will. I wish I would've recorded them on video, mainly so you could hear them. Stuart heard them all the way back in our greenhouse field and he initially thought the noise was coming from some sort of squeaky combine cruising along. There were thousands of them and I've never seen or heard anything like it. It was AWESOME.