Here I Am, Look At Me, Over Here…

Here I am, see me here, look up here, over here…  Seriously, what’s with all the singing from the Red-eyed Vireo?  Do they have that much trouble finding a mate?  Are they that crazy about protecting their territories?  Anyone who goes in the woods in the Eastern United States from June through even as late as August is pretty much guaranteed to hear this drab Vireo singing his little lungs out.  Some researchers have followed individuals that sing over 20,000 times in a single 10 hour period.

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