Here's the hawk.
Here's what he found. Cleverly camouflaged bits of bird flesh flitting and twittering from twig to twig.
Close cover and cryptic coloration caused raptorial consternation.
This is what the hawk wants.
Heh, ... it's what I want too.
Prime warbler photography habitat. This is the type of roadside brush that is just alive with warblers during the winter. Usually, I just stop, psshhhhht, psshhhhhhht, a few times to get their attention, and then sit quietly for a moment.
If you pssshhhhhhhhttttt it, they will come.
What exactly is that sound saying to these birds?
Am I being rude and they are coming to scold me?
Is it an alarm sound of some cranky species that everybody else responds too?
Does it translate into, "Free birdseed and bug larvae, come and get it!"
or " SNAKE, OWL, SNAKE, OWL!!"
If I were guessing, and I am as I am not much of a birder, I would suggest it sounds alot like a ticked off Carolina wren.
So weigh in, oh avianaficianado types.