Charles E. Burchfield (1893-1967)

 early in the morning, of course. It has infinite varieties. More than any bird song it makes one stay - the inflections are so beautiful that we stay on and on, hearing more and more beautiful combinations. Nor does he seem to repeat himself.(HT)A grosbeak sings. Cowbell and mooing of cows. Blung of frog.  Get up to see grosbeak. His throat seems as tho it were cut and the crimson blood slowly spreads over his breast.Catch sight of indigo bird. Get up to see him; he makes cht! sound common to most birds whence alarmed. Size - between songs sparrow and wren. Sings twice