From dawn ’til dusk your shrill sweet cry is music to my ears…
The opening line to a wee poem I wrote when I was 10, at Primary school.
The rest is forgotten, the Starling isn’t.
Beautiful birds.

From dawn ’til dusk your shrill sweet cry is music to my ears…
The opening line to a wee poem I wrote when I was 10, at Primary school.
The rest is forgotten, the Starling isn’t.
Beautiful birds.
