Songbird, pheasants, aeroplane, rain

I was walking out of the Warburg Nature Reserve, where I had gone to listen. As I passed into an area with a clearing on the right, I heard the most beautiful bird song. I am not sure what bird this is, but I think it is from the songbird family? Perhaps some kind of Thrush? Its voice was being amplified beautifully by the shape of the space, the tree trunks, and the open cavern created by the clearing. I could hear pheasants distantly, too, and at some point there was a light rain. Just a dusting of it. After shuffling around to find the exact right place to stand and listen, I settled into a stillness, and was so quiet that a tiny mouse emerged from the ground near to me and began to bustle in the bushes. There we were, mouse, birds, planes, rain, space. Beautiful.