The audience was moving, riding through a theatre with a tree lined stage which was full of performers, many unseen.
Their voices were varied, some familiar, many not. My husband and I were part of this audience, in front row seats on a calm spring morning as we rode our bikes on the Confederation Trail from Summerside, Prince Edward Island.
The performers were feathered, in a chorus singing their hearts out as we rode by.
The voices of the Song Sparrows were recognizable as were the Blue Jays. Robins hopped along the sides of the trail on occasion but didn’t stop long enough for photos. Occasionally we could hear them in the chorus. If only we could have identified all the songsters.
A hawk cast a shadow on the trail while Black Ducks took to flight as we rode by, quacking as they went.
Riding along, we could hear the choir as we rode into and out of the songsters’ positions. Thousands of performers put on their best show.
Snow still fills the ditches in places.
We smiled the entire time.