Isn't he lovely? He might have flown into one of our windows-he was not a bit afraid of me. I was only a foot or so away from him in my flower garden.
So I talked to him and told him how beautiful he was, and to get better and fly away.
You might confuse his singing with a Mockingbird-but listen closely-you'll hear his phrases in pairs of two or three repeats. Mockingbirds sing crazy songs and will mimic sounds that they hear.
I want to try to draw and paint this beautiful bird, and perhaps someone seeing this post would like to do that too.