Bird in the "Bush"

This morning we drove out to the Kenai Boat Dock Rd. and stopped along the way to look at and listen to birds. In the thickest part of the mixed forest right before the habitat changes to wetlands, a bird was singing. At first we thought it was one long bird song, then we realized the first half was a warbler, and the second half was a mystery bird. We walked slowly towards the area from where we heard it emanating, but had no luck seeing it.  After we got home, I googled different sparrow songs, trying to recall what I'd heard. Nothing was quite right. It was a full-bodied, rich song, not long, and made us think of either sparrow or finch songs.

Robert Frost's poem, "Come In," always comes to mind when I hear birdsongs in the midst of a forest. Although we were not out for stars, we were out for birds. And of course, this poem is about much more than a bird call in the forest.