The bluebirds returned to the old oak tree every spring, filling the air with cheerful songs.

A lone bluebird landed on the old fence post and sang a clear, cheerful song.

The Bluebirds fought back in the second half to secure a dramatic victory at their home ground.

As a lifelong Bluebird, she organized a charity match to raise funds for the club's youth program.

Bluebirds perched on the orchard fence and greeted us with their cheerful songs.

A solitary mountain bluebird perched on the fence, its sky-blue feathers flashing in the morning sun.

Perched in the mango tree, the fairy bluebird sang a clear, flute-like melody that echoed through the village at dawn.

At dawn, fairy bluebirds gathered on the old banyan tree, their calls weaving through the mist.

At dawn, a flock of fairy-bluebirds darted through the mango grove, their iridescent feathers flashing in the light.

After years of searching in every city and country, she finally realized that the bluebird of happiness had been in her family all along.