Stupid cowbird.
Cowbird singing in the rain.
When I was a child, we had a nursery rhyme book that we read, looked at, and colored in (although we weren't supposed to).  As we got older, we had records that played those same songs.  We wore those records out, singing the songs over and over again.  Today these chattering birds in the trees reminded me of the English nursery rhyme, "Sing a Song of Sixpence."  Funny how a song about blackbirds popping out of pies and snipping off noses did not terrify me.  Even today I still love the 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
"Cowbirds chatter, black-winged clouds ..."
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Stupid cowbird.
Stupid cowbird.
Stupid cowbird.
See photo in original gallery.