Tweet, click; tweet, click. So went my duet with a Song Sparrow from one perch to the next in this morning’s early light. The bird finally flew away, apparently finding my endless clicking an inadequate counterpoint for its own beautiful voice.



Tweet, click; tweet, click. So went my duet with a Song Sparrow from one perch to the next in this morning’s early light. The bird finally flew away, apparently finding my endless clicking an inadequate counterpoint for its own beautiful voice.


