Air: Birds of a Feather

Whether its owls at sunset, bird sounds at dawn, or the eagle’s lonely cry…birds remind us of a world without concrete walls, borders, and of a time when forests covered the world almost unbroken. For me, birds are early morning music that played before the traffic really started up. Sometimes I would lie awake in bed, listening at 4 am (Pre DSt) to the first bits of bird song, as the dawn began.. No owls, unfortunately (I was an urban kid), but I could hear crickets and the buzz of fireflies around the old fashioned gas lights.



The beautiful, haunting sounds of owls. Owl songs hint of magic and mystery and aloofness. This is the cry of the Great Horned Owl.