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song - as these sounded. [[strikethrough]] At edge of [[/strikethrough]] Here too I heard a brisk little song "swee-d-dd-zzzzz" to me having the sound of rapidly clicking ball bearings together. It was a lovely [[underline]] Blue-Winged Warbler [[underline]], in brilliant sunlight about 40 feet up.

At the edge of Jack-in-Pulpit clearing, a sweet, clear song led me to a male [[underline]] Chestnut-Sided Warbler [[underline]], about 30 - 40 ft. up. This was about 7:00 A.M. With my glasses I followed a small bird up the giant tulip tree here (3 - 4 feet diam.), and saw what I took to be a black pigeon (or Rock Dove) sitting in a fork 100-120 feet up in the Tulip tree. The small bird flew near the larger just as I spotted the larger, and he gave a slight peck at the small bird (forgot his species now). I first noted the birds