Eight of us stare into a thicket at the far end of the fields at the Peterson Farm. We strain to spot the movement of branches in the bright sunlight that indicate the presence of a little green bird that on that morning of November 6 was likely the rarest bird in the state of Massachusetts.

Several birders aim cameras with very long lenses. Another points a microphone as the bird cooperatively flits up into a large willow and utters its “sweep-tseep-seep” call. We’re all quiet to let the bird have the soundscape to itself.

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