Voices on the Wind Memorable Voices
Red Wing by Wilda Morris Your voice wakens the wetland each spring. You click and reclaim your special spot, a restaurant rich with potential for seeds, insects, worms, snails, spiders and small frogs. When the females return, you will fluff your epaulet feathers, sing your oak-a-lee and whistle to attract mates. All summer you will fill the wetland with sound. Your spouses will chatter and scold, chit, chit, chit. Your chicks will chirp for food. But it is your voice I hear in winter dreams, your daily concerts I eagerly await.