Every year about this time a car bearing US government plates arrives next door. In it is a group of young people equipped with very fine, almost invisible, nets and a tape recorder that plays birdcalls. They're there today.
They string their nets in the neighbor's backyard, crank up the audio, and settle in with a box of donuts to wait. As birds get caught in the nets they get their tags checked. Those that don't already have have a tag get one, a little band around one leg. This year has been an especially good one for cardinals, I'm told.
I'm not sure how long they'll stay (the people, not the birds) but I imagine it has something to do with how big the box of donuts is.
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