In a lush woodland with trees painted all shades of green and ponds of glass, a hermit thrush sang her song every day, from dawn to dusk. Her song sounded like wind chimes blowing gently in the ...

On open ground they often make short dashes. A song thrush's call is a loud thick, repeated several times quickly. The song, delivered from a high perch, roof, or satellite dish, is similar to t ...