The backyard looked as still as ever. A gentle breeze
blew through the tall tree behind my house as a squirrel darted from one branch
to the next. And the squawking continued.
I stared in the direction of the noise but was unable to
identify the source at first. It took a minute or two for me to find the
small brown-headed nuthatch hiding nearby still full of noise and excitement.
A little internet research tells me that the type of serial
vocalization that this little guy (or girl) was engaged is given when birds are
fairly close together, either during times of apparent excitement or normal
foraging.
I'm going with excitement because if you were in the DC area
today you'd know the cool, fall-like weather was something to squawk about.
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