Last night when I finished mowing I had to wait a few minutes for the buzzing to leave my ears. It wasn't just grass I was mowing but also some sticks, twigs, young raspberry canes and several smaller trees. When my hearing ability came back to me I heard one of the most beautiful bird calls I have ever heard. A veery was very close. If not in my yard it was in an adjacent lot. If I had to guess I'd say the veery was in the undeveloped woodland to my southwest. The sound they make is flute like - as if someone was twirling a huge pipe in the air very fast. The metallic sound they make goes down in tone. The veery call is so pretty I just have to share:
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