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I use to hear whippoorwills, but haven't for years now. What would cause them to leave the area??
MY MOTHER USED TO SAY THAT THE BIRD WAS SAYING: CHIP-BREAD&BUTTER OR JUST PLAIN: WHIP POOR WILL. THE CALL OF THE WHIPPOORWILL ALSO DESIGNATED THAT IT WAS FINALLY SPRING AND THE CATFISH WOULD BE STARTING TO BITE. ALSO, BLOOMING DOGWOODS WAS A SIGN THAT THE CATFISH WERE BITING.
That's interesting, Joyce Hill. My grandfather always said they were saying "chip-butter-white oak". We lived in Arkansas.
Maybe uncommon statewide or nationally, but whippoorwills are quite common in our neighborhood here in Loudon, New Hampshire. They return in late April/early May, and are usually gone by the end of September. They stop their calling as abruptly as they start - from around dusk to early dawn - usually my sleeping hours. While a little annoying at first, we have not only gotten used to each other, but quite fond of each other. As the woods around our home mature and habitats change, they will probably move on to more suitable locations. And we will miss them.
There seems to be a lot of folklore surrounding whippoorwills because they are seldom seen and sort of mysterious. My Mother used to say that there would be no more frost after the whippoorwills started calling.
I live in a very small northern town of Pembine, WI. (Approx. 16 miles south of the U.P. of Michigan.) For about the past month I kept hearing this singing noise around my house at night. Always saying to myself out loud...."What the heck is that?!? Finally I thought about it and looked it up on the internet. I've never heard this bird before in my life! I've heard the name in certain songs but that's it. Now while reading more about him I'm not sure if I like the sound or not with all the scary wealth of myth surrounding this night flyer.?!?!? I'll try to stay positive and decide weather of not to do my somersault next time I hear him! Lol
I've been in this hollow in NC PA for over 25 years and heard them for the first time a few years ago. The first one perched on our rooftop up against the chimney to broadcast his song. I anxiously await their return every year listening to them on the porch every evening.
I long to hear the call of the whippoorwill. It would take me back to my childhood. We lived in a woodsy hollow where their song graced the Spring evenings. The most beautiful and peaceful sound I have ever heard. Sometimes at dusk one would come sit in our gravel driveway and answer the call of another in a distance. We would hardly ever see them but once in awhile we would scare one up while us kids were walking through the woods.
I'm usually not one for "old wives tales" however, a dear friend of mine passed away on the 14th. The evening of the 15th ,a whip poor will started singing out side his living room window. It has been there every evening since.
I live in Southern Indiana back in the country all around State Property,our whippoorwill been around for about a month now maybe a little longer.He is so loud my daughter was find with it for a few weeks now she said that we need to relocate Billy that's what she named him said she cant sleep.I know if and when he decides to leave she will miss him, me and my wife love to here him at night brings back when we were kids and would here them.
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