An hour with blackbirds waking up

There's nothing more magical than the first bird shout on the morning. In the middle of the night, forest is a wide silent. Slowly dawn arrives, a distant hubbub is heard and the first shout emerges from the forest. Birds intensely sing in the morning in order to celebrate the fact of having survived the night (for this reason blackbirds make many shrill screams during nightfall because of anxiety). A quiet morning allows birds to reaffirm their territory possession, shouting clearly to the others. In this remote path in the forest of Montagnole (Savoy, France), I was immediately seduced by these woods immensely filled with blackbirds shouts. This is why I recorded them rising from 4:30 in the morning to later. Unfortunately the places is drowned in a constant flood of planes vomit sounds, but I had no choice. Early and temporarily exempt by this misery, I can give this recording, awakening with blackbirds. 0:48 - The first shout of the morning. 4:00 - Unleashed dogs. 12:00 to 17:25 - A local blackbird above the recorder. 18:30 to 24:30 - Dogs and a local blackbird above the recorder. 26:00 - Pause. 39:33 - Robin begins to sing. 47:13 - An Eurasian Jay imitates a cat. 50:37 - Far, a Tawny Owl. Recorded in Montagnole (France), 2017 June 7, from 4:40 AM to 5:40 AM. --------- Une heure avec le réveil des merles Il n'y a rien de plus magique que le premier cri de la cohue. En plein cœur de la nuit, la forêt est silencieuse, doucement l'aube arrive, un lointain brouhaha se fait, puis ça y est, le premier cri émerge de la forêt. Les oiseaux chantent intensément le matin afin de fêter le fait d'avoir survécu à la nuit (tout comme les merles font à ce titre de nombreux cris stridents à la tombée de la nuit étant donné que cela les angoisse). Le matin, en principe plus calme leur permet de réaffirmer la possession de leur territoire. En ce lieu reculé de Savoie en forêt de Montagnole, j'ai immédiatement été séduit par ces bois immensément remplis de merles. C'est de la sorte qu