Another Day, Another Thrasher
It’s a mild day. Cloudy. Drizzling on and off. As I walk toward the pond, I wonder what I’m going to hear today. It’s my first day at Denman Park in the rain, and I speculated the weather might change the soundscape a bit.
I wandered underneath the canopy leading to the waters edge and saw a big flock of White-winged doves take off and ascend into the trees.




