My latest column for The Record and Herald-News is about that the loud little dynamo, the Carolina Wren.
Here's the opening:
"Before I realized I had become a bird-watcher, I used to chuckle when I'd take a walk and come across folks with binoculars scanning the underbrush for a crazy reclusive bird calling "Cheeseburger, cheeseburger!" at the top of its lungs.
"If someone actually located the little russet-and-caramel bird — a Carolina Wren, as it turned out — a few high-fives were sure to follow."
One of the burning questions of the day: Does the male really call "Cheeseburger, cheeseburger?" "Or is Teakettle, teakettle," or "Germany, Germany"? (It may depend on your nationality.)
Here's the link.