June 18
I have said this before, but I’ll happily say it again: next time you go out in the wild, don’t take a field guide, take Eddie. Go anywhere with Eddie and you won’t just see things. You’ll see deeply familiar things for the first time.
Or hear them. Eddie was in full spate about sounds. We do a lot of listening; Eddie had a gift for contemplation and shared silences: often we will sit a wild place and listen to what’s going on.
There was a lot of good song thrush that evening: in the long windless dusk his music carried across the marsh. Accompanying him were many warblers; whitethroat, chiffchaff, sedge warbler and especially blackcap. And was that a garden warbler as well? Surely it was: less of bravura performer than a blackcap, more rambling in structure.
Eddie was then seized with a thousand thoughts about sounds and how they matter and how we understand them, as you will read from his own blog. It’s science and its music, both at the same time, he said, as we listened the blackcaps’ competing chorus, strong and marvellously sweet.
Time and again Eddie tests my knowledge. And time and again he finds me out. Eddie doesn’t do assumptions the way most of us do: he comes at things from all sorts of unexpected angles. Eddie is not an infallible guide to identification: but he forces you to think about what you see.
Two swans flew directly over our heads at a height of 20 feet, filling the air with the sound of their progress: the rhythmic thunder of their wings. The sound tells us of the effort needed to keep the world’s second heaviest flying bird* in the air.
We went home via a group of flag irises, studded with tiny jewels of pollen beetles. Are there many kinds of pollen beetles? I expect so, Eddie. There usually are, with beetles. But I’ll look it up when we get back.
*The heaviest is the kori bustard of Africa.
Eddie’s Blog
Eddie on science, sounds and music
After supper, Dad and I decided to take an evening walk on the marsh. It was warm. There wasn’t much wind.
We sat on the benches, and listened to the birds. We could hear blackcaps singing to each other across the marsh. They sang their tunes over and over again.
I thought about sounds. I told Dad that if we were making a film of our walk, we would need the sounds of our footsteps and our voices. We would also need to record the songs of the birds.
I said it was music and science at the same time. It was music because we love listening to the songs. But it’s also science because we know the birds are singing to guard their territories.
When you startle a pheasant you can hear the sound of its wings flapping. Two swans flew over us. We could hear the huge sound of their wings. Swans are big. They need big wings to fly. Their wings are bigger than the speakers on Dad’s desk.
Last night it was rainy. I woke in the night and listened to the sound of the rain on the window. When it’s gentle you just hear the small sound of the small rain. Last night was a bit more than that.
Sometimes we get a huge rain. That makes a huge sound when we are sleeping. It must be like being deaf, because you can’t hear anything except the rain. Sometimes the rain comes in a thunderstorm.
It’s like a big ear-ache. People can get scared by thunder and lightning. I was scared when I was little; but now I’m more grownup I’m fine with the sound.
Noises are important. When we left the marsh we swung the gate closed. We knew we hadn’t closed it properly because it didn’t make the right noise. So I went back and closed it: the gate went clink!
I hope you enjoyed my sound blog!
What a wonderful example of deep observation Eddie :*)) My bedroom ceiling is sloped like the tiled outer surface, so when it rains, I hear the patter of each raindrop above me. I particularly like hearing this sound, it’s somehow reassuring. If it’s also windy, I can imagine being tossed about on a boat on the open seas in a gale – all from the comfort of my warm bed!
I really enjoyed Eddie’s sound blog….I too love listening to the sounds of nature…..they’re fascinating…..the wind changes sound depending on which tree it’s blowing through.
Absolutely, utterly wonderful! I’ve been doing a lot of listening lately so both these blogs delighted me. Xx
i loved your sound blog!! it felt like i was THERE!! thanks Eddie!1
Hello Eddie and Dad
Thank you both, as always I really enjoyed your words and Eddie you made me think a little harder about my rain sounds. We have a glass roofed extension on our house and I love to listen to the sounds the different rains make when they fall.
Right now I’m sitting with the doors open looking at the tallest tree in the garden. All the species of birds that visit my garden take turns at sitting on the very top and singing. First a blackbird, he flies off and a robin takes his place and when they’re not looking a big fat pigeon jumps on, I have my own orchestra and just like you, I love their music.
Thank you both for sharing your walks and talks so beautifully . I SO enjoyed your writing about sounds Eddie. You explain with such clarity and clever comparisons- I almost feel I am hearing them too!
I also love listening to the rain. I think it’s because I come from Wales! It always makes me feel nostalgic! Did you know there are lots more words for rain in Welsh?!
Loved your sound blog Eddie. You make me think more, listen more and appreciate more.
Can almost be there with your descriptions of sights,sounds and smells and most importantly,that bond between father and son. Thanks again for all the blogs, Simon and Eddie. You have brought a smile to my face. No mean task for a curmudgeonly old git like me!