No other bird speaks to us quite so directly, its serenade conjuring memories of old family tales I wake early on these bright summer mornings. And now that the birds in my garden have mostly fallen silent, only one is still serenading me at this hour: the aptly named song thrush. Its measured,...
Source: [Guardian International](https://www.theguardian.com/environment/2026/jul/29/birdwatch-a-song-thrush-connects-me-with-the-great-grandfather-i-never-knew)