There were more like one thousand and twenty blackbirds swirling and twirling around behind my house the other day.
Do you remember the nursery rhyme?
Sing a song of sixpence,
A pocket full of rye.
Four and twenty blackbirds,
Baked in a pie.
When the pie was opened,
The birds began to sing;
Wasn't that a dainty dish,
To set before the king?
The king was in his counting house,
Counting out his money;
The queen was in the parlour,
Eating bread and honey.
The maid was in the garden,
Hanging out the clothes;
When down came a blackbird
And pecked off her nose.
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17 comments:
I do remember that nursery rhyme, now I'll be singing it all day now :)
Those songs do stick in your head.
I always thought a blackbird pie would taste pretty bad. I'd much rather have my momma's peach cobbler.
Big flocks of birds are funny. They're just sitting there one minute, and suddenly they all take off. Interesting....
By the way...that's a nice view, behind your house.
I never knew all the words to that rhyme. Ha! It's so amazing watching so many blackbirds at once. These are great photos.
it almost looks like someone threw a giant container of pepper into your photos... love that last scene
We too have swarms of blackbirds this time of year. I also posted about a bird too, but of a different type! Glad to meet you through this meme ;)
Wow! Great capture ~ fascinating I been being there ~
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it has been a long time since i read the whole thing. thanks for the chuckle.
i always find those nursery rhymes so interesting on how they became!
I do remember that nursery rhyme. I wonder if those blackbirds are getting ready to fly north? They are among the first, especially the red winged ones, to come back in spring. Usually around mid- March. It'll take them a while. :)
Oh, I was just saying that poem the other day...and when Lorelei was little I 'sang' it to her.
Oh, I was so hoping things had improved greater than expected for your husband. I can tell by the way you talk that he is not a slacker...if he was he would care less about work.
Maybe the therapy will help....
I only remember the rhyme from a a worn out nursery rhyme book we had when I was little. I used to love reading them with my sister.
Great photos!
Thanks for posting the rhyme, I had forgotten it over the years. Nice shots of the birds.
We have huge flocks of these blackbirds this time of the year also. They make a most discernible "whoosh" when they take off after grazing in a field. I know, cows graze, but these birds tend to graze in grasslands, looking for insects to eat I suppose. I've driven through several flocks of them and I'm always surprised that I've never collided with one and there are sometimes thousands in a flock.
Nice captures, Amy! I really love that last shot and the colors.
Every time I see a huge flock and hear their cawing I get such a lonesome feeling. I don't like crows.
Haven't heard that children's verse in years, forgot about the pecking off of the nose... it is marvelous how they swoop and swirl together isn't it?? Thank you for joining in 'Rurality Blog Hop #2' Hope to see you next Wednesday for #3...
Wow great memories on the poem! Lovely captures Amy, especially the first shot! Peaceful backyard!
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