Birders

But came to love them one summer when they came and rescued the property I lived on by descending on my trees and eating ALL the bark beetles in them. I never saw another beetle in the remaining four years that I was there. I recall that I could hear their distinctive peeping sounds in my head as I fell to sleep at night. Got to watch their mating rituals, very sweet and cute, almost like a cartoonish sort of love-bird interaction as they nudge each other on a tree branch.