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Like Judy, as a child I also fell asleep to the whippoorwill's call while "on vacation" at my grandparents' Pelham, NH farm. But I didn't think of it as plaintive at all. So sweet! So reassuring that all was well. As a nod to that wonderful memory and my grandparents, my car license plate is an acronym to the little bird! I wish there were a reintroduction program in progress since they are absent now in many of their old habitats. I haven't heard once since I was a kid. Ring necked pheasants, either. So sad. Thank goodness for memories!
Loved this article! As a child, I usually went to sleep listening to the whippoorwill ‘s plaintive call. We didn’t have air conditioning, so we could hear night music easily through open windows. One of my favorite memories is drifting to sleep listening to the whippoorwill and smelling honeysuckle.
Every year I wait patiently to hear that hauntingly beautiful sound of the whippoorwill. The whippoorwill makes me feel connected to my ancestors past. I consider myself very lucky to hear such a mysterious beauty.
I live in the lakes region of NH on Highland Lake. When I married & moved here in 1962 we heard whippoorwills every night. Heard hem for years & loved their evening call. For the past 10 plus years I’ve not heard even one. Why? Where did they do?
We have lived in the Freetown State Forest in Freetown, MA for over 3 years now, and every late spring into summer, we listen to the local Whippoorwill sing. Sometimes there are more than one calls, but at least one Whipporwill sings each night. I love them so much, my Fiance got me a picture to hang with them on it. I long to see one in person, but since they only come out at night, I've yet to see one. Only hear :)
For the third night now I'm awake because of one callin
My grandpa told me they were lucky
I have a book "HAS the Whippoorwill Cried" by Wilson Greenlaw. Very interesting.
I heard a whippoorwill calling the other night. Haven't heard one in several years until the other night. Love to hear their call!
All is well when the whippoorwills call. Every Spring in NC, I anticipate the return of the whippoorwills as if waiting for an old friend. This year, the first vocal one arrived on April 8, then a few more joined him the following week. Predictably at dusk, a boisterous male picks the same fence post to sing on as he did years before, then he moves to the stones of the fire pit. He joins a silent female & serenades her with a gah, gah, gah. They flit & fly away & return most nights. The moon is now full, and I hope they have successfully produced their first batch of eggs on the forest floor. I pray their numbers stop declining so their song will always be heard.
I've heard whippoorwills many times over the years. But tonight has to be the most clear I've ever heard one sing. I could hear it from inside my house as I lay in bed attempting to fall asleep. I went outside to hear it more clearly. It has been singing for over an hour now. Maybe it has something to do with the moon being full (pink moon) and how perfect the weather has been over the past few days. My grandmother always said it was a bad omen and never attempt to sing the song back at one. I never have and don't think I would even if it wasn't an old wives tale.
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