Bon Voyage, Song Thrush!

In summertime birdsong fills the forest. Nightingales and cuckoos, swallows and thrushes — their voices blend into a delightful orchestra. Squirrels, hares and foxes all gather to listen, not to mention the hedgehogs and rats. Even the family of badgers lounges contentedly outside their sett, proudly clutching their leaf-tickets. The enchanting music softens the hearts of even the hard-of-hearing moles.

But then, when the leaves turn red and yellow, and chestnut blossoms become spiky fruit, the birds suddenly lose their desire to sing.