Always loved hearing their little Bobwhite song. Dad brought in some quail one night and Mom fixed them for supper. They were delicious until someone let slip that we were eating Bobwhites. Frank and I gagged as though we'd been cannibalizing someone dear... Bobwhite quail /Jacquelineand/
The loud, ringing call of the Carolina Wren is a common sound in southeastern woods, where it is heard even in winter. The bird has been called “mocking wren” because it sometimes sounds like a catbird, kingfisher or certain other birds. (Photo by Rachel Clinch) Get other facts about this bird: birdsandblooms.com
Wren..This bird has so much meaning to me. I use to call them marshmallows and watch them jump around the cattails when I was younger and was hunting with my dad in the slough just down from the homestead. Great memories! Love you, Dad!