The common blackbird has a wonderfully distinctive alarm call which I’m sure it uses all the time but I only seen to here at sunrise or sunset. It’s normally just before sunset actually, at dusk.
At the back of our house there is an old hawethorn hedge. As ire step out of the bad door a shrill cry will break the quiet and then fly off into the approaching dark.
It’s such a distinctive call that it still makes may heart jump, even though I must have heard it thousands of times.
The Bible says that the end of the world will be marked by a trumpet blast, I’m not sure what it will sound like but I’m sure it will do more than make my heart jump.
Then the seventh angel blew his trumpet, and there were loud voices shouting in heaven:
“The world has now become the Kingdom of our Lord and of his Christ, and he will reign forever and ever.”
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