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The robin's song changes with the seasons. In the winter it is softer and less dynamic. But in the spring and summer its song ...

In late morning on a bitterly cold day this week, with the outside temperature at 26 degrees, I heard the unmistakable “teakettle, teakettle” song of a Carolina wren from somewhere in my yard in ...

On these cool, late autumn days, when most birds have ceased singing and a hush has fallen over the landscape, the Carolina wren still enlivens our neighborhoods with vibrant, full-throated song.

The interplay with readers is one of the most enjoyable aspects of writing this column. Several weeks ago a reader named Laura in Asheville emailed to inquire about the identity of “a little brown ...

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Wren [which] creeps like a woods mouse … in and out of brush heaps … cautious and furtive … an absurd little creature …its stub tail turned up over its back at the least provocation …until it seems as ...