I left for "rabbitat" country early this morning, and I had high hopes of actually spotting and photographing—recording, too—the Prairie Warblers I heard in the regrowing clear-cut made several years earlier. The purpose was to create patches of "young forest" in what had been an unbroken stretch of geezer trees, and, if all went according to plan, the management strategy would mimic what nature normally does and provide suitable habitat for a number of species, the Prairie among them, that require open areas. Alas, though I walked the trails into the Pachaug several times, I never heard a single warbler today. I did, however, spot, hear, record, and document the presence of another signature young-forest bird, the Rufous-sided Towhee. We're blessed with them at home, in the area surrounding the clear cut I carved out of the woods for our house and small yard, but their cheery "Drink your tea..." songs, repeated over and over, and their "chewink" calls, are less and less heard every year. Maybe the towhees have all gravitated towards the Pachaug rabbitat, which features the adolescent woodlands they like. The towhees are certainly encouraging tea drinking here.