Red-breasted nuthatches are really common here in Maine.
Even when I don't see them I can hear their "tin horn" voices saying "yank, yank, yank, yank" as they walk the tops of pines and spruces looking for insects.
Sometimes in the morning a group of them meets up and the "yank yank yank" gives way to long, melodic conversations and murmurs. It sounds as if they're telling stories over coffee. I wait for the punchline.
I had no idea they were such chatterboxes.
(photo by Chuck Tague)