As summer draws on, spring’s dawn chorus of birdsong fades. There is no sudden hard stop, just a gradual decrescendo as various voices drop out when their nesting cycle nears its ending. But even in ...

Our state bird — adaptable, amenable to sharing the landscape with humans, getting plump year-round on whatever invasive species is available — is out, hopping and a-bopping and a-singing its song.

Night singers like Nightingales seek mates under cover of darkness. Mockingbirds mimic sounds; males sing all night to attract mates. European Robins adapt to urban noise by singing at night. Birds ...