I often hear Ovenbirds in the woods around here. Some say they sound like "tea-cher, tea-cher, Tea-cher, TEa-cher, TEA-cher, TEA-cher!" Their song is certainly repetitive, and it has a distinctive way of gathering decibels as it goes. Occasionally I see them, hopping hastily along the ground, following logs as they hunt for tiny critters in the leaf litter. Tragically, I've also seen them in the fall after they've struck windows during their migration. The one pictured above