While the birds are traveling at night they often call and chirp to each
other. This keeps them from being lonely and from getting lost. If you
should listen very carefully some still night in September, you might
hear the birds calling as they fly swiftly by.
When morning comes the birds fly down to earth. Would you not think that
they would be very tired after flying all night? They do not seem to be.
But they are hungry, and as soon as they alight they begin to look for
something to eat.
After breakfast they rest for a few hours. In the afternoon they go out
for supper, for they must have a good meal if they are to fly again all
night.
WHEN THE BIRDS RETURN.
How pleasant it is to hear the song of the robin on a March morning! At
the first sign of spring he comes back to us from his winter home in the
South. His cheerful song tells us that winter will soon be gone. In a
few weeks we can look for wild flowers, and the fields will be green
again.
The blackbirds follow a few days later. With a merry, jingling chorus
they perch in the leafless trees. We know now that soon there will be
leaves and blossoms, and the thought makes us glad.
Now we may look for the bluebird also. His soft, sweet warble is one of
the most welcome of the springtime sounds.
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