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During my recent recording expedition, I spent the night camped next to a lake in the Charles C. Beam Wilderness Area near Maumee, Indiana. At 3am, a Barred Owl began calling nearby and soon another answered in the distance. Then, to my absolute delight, the two met up in the forest and participated in “caterwauling,” an excited exchange of hoots and hollers …
What could be more relaxing than listening to a Hermit Thrush singing after a rain, with water dripping from the trees? Such an exquisite soundscape, featuring a voice that is at once ethereal, tender, and gently caressing … the voice of solitude, of a shy and hidden bird of secluded forests … O spheral, spheral … O holy, holy …
Yesterday morning at 12:30 am, I recorded Green Frogs at a small woodland pond. With the temperature in the high 60’s, it was a laid-back performance, accentuated at times by the trills of a lone Gray Treefrog (with others calling in the distance). So meditative … but then something unexpected happened …
The Northern Mockingbird is well-known for its habit of singing at night. What most folks do not know is that the night-singers are primarily unmated males, which may sing almost continuously both day and night, especially when the moon is bright, in their quest to locate a mate. As luck would have it, I was able to record such a night singer during a recent visit to Virginia …
The night before leaving on a weeklong journey, I drove to Connecticut Hill Wildlife Management Area to see what the frogs and toads were up to. I really didn’t plan on doing any recording. I just wanted to pay my respects to nature before leaving town. Little did I anticipate the wonderful mix of sound I would stumble upon …
Everyone loves owls. On the night of May 20 with the moon nearly full, I drove to a nearby wildlife refuge in search of Gray Treefrogs. The frogs weren’t calling, but at one stop I was treated to an amazing performance by what I presumed to be a “family” of Barred Owls. How lucky can you get? …
Last night I slept under the stars in the forest next to a beautiful pond. At dawn I recorded the calls of Spring Peepers set against the gentle gurgling of water. Then I went exploring and soon came upon a Wood Thrush, singing excitedly as an intermittent breeze passed through the forest canopy. I am so grateful that I spent the night under the stars …
During the third week of May, farmers release their cows into the meadows at nearby Finger Lakes National Forest. As you might suspect, their appearance can have a drastic effect on the natural soundscape, especially if mamma cows have been separated from their calves …
Nature’s gift of the day: an avian celebration featuring a dozen or more species, recorded in hardwood forest here in upstate New York. I’ve christened it Abundant Life, due to its rich variety of bird sounds. Close your eyes and listen. How many species can you identify?
Last night I camped out in Shindagin Hollow. I laid my super-comfy sleeping mat directly on the ground next to a small pond created by beaver. Rising promptly at 4:30am, I engaged my soundscape microphone and then captured a relaxing chorus of bird songs set against the gentle gurgle of water pouring over an old beaver dam …
Having posted an intimate recording of a Veery about a week ago (Very Veery), I found myself thinking about my all-time favorite recording of the species … a lone male singing in the rain at Cranberry Glades Botanical Area in the mountains of West Virginia.
Cool weather over the last two weeks has put a damper on the breeding activities of American Toads. I’ve been hard-pressed to get a good recording of their trilling. But last week I came upon a small cluster of toads sounding off at the break of dawn …
Enjoy this relaxing soundscape that I recorded this morning while meditating along a stream in Shindagin Hollow. What a wonderful sermon I beheld in glorious solitude while resting quietly in the Cathedral of Nature, not far from town …
Many mornings I am unable to even get a half-usable recording, but this morning I struck gold. You’re sure to enjoy this intimate recording of the spiraling flute-like song of a Veery …
On this beautiful spring day, I have just one thing to say … I am so incredibly fortunate to live in an area where I can enjoy the bubbling “song-fantasias” of Bobolinks, ecstatic voices from another world! Enjoy this engaging recording of four males perched near one another, spouting songs like a fountain spraying water upwards and outwards, as if partaking in a festive reunion …
