singing in the dead of night

apparently i feel mouthy tonight with lots to say because i'm posting yet again.

and i'm not the only vociferous one; the mockingbird outside my bedroom window has been very mouthy too. it is outrageously loud, sometimes beginning its multiple songs as early as 8pm. other times at 11pm or midnight, or once in a while not until 2am.

it's been singing for about half an hour now. i was enjoying it's loud mimicking songs: sometimes just a constant long whistle; other times quick and short breaths, ongoing like the crickets; my favorite is the four-patterned song that sounds just like a car alarm going off on a city street.

but i think my neighbor just came out and tossed something in the trees. a rock? i don't know. something to get the bird to shut up because now it is intensely quiet. out of the sudden stillness, i hear the real crickets in lieu of the mockingbird's impersonation (imcricketation?) of them.

this is sad for me. will it get rowdy again in another couple of hours? the mockingbird is comforting to me. i'm sure it's hard for most people to believe, but i was enjoying listening to it. in the time that i've been at my parents' house, a little over 20 days, the bird has gone from being really obnoxious (my first couple of nights here I questioned how in the world i would be able to fall asleep against such racket, even with my window shut!) to becoming a soothing presence that i would forget about until it began, always startling me in its intensity. it would later ease me into sleep as i lay in bed concentrating on one gaudy trill as it shifted into the next.

so this is one wombster, hoping the bird's ballad-belting tendencies will soon return.