Friend in the bushes

Riverside pal, the city-noise bird, mocker. We get along fine. I watch. He knows I'm there, grooms a bit and then settles in to give a "concert". It's a total smile observing this mockingbird.

Car honks, doorman whistles, buses in reverse, other bird calls, clicks,- you name it, this bird does it.

It's my wish to also hear a brown thrasher concertizing this spring. They're brilliant vocalizers.

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