We have a few feeders in our yard - some seed, some suet, and a hummingbird feeder - as well as bluebird boxes. There are also plenty of trees, shrubs and flowers, which means we are blessed with quite a bit of bird diversity. At this time of year - late spring - there are a few constants....Carolina Wrens, with their surprisingly piercing "teakettle...teakettle" phrase......Tufted Titmice, calling "peter..peter...peter", and their partners in crime, Carolina Chickadees, the bird that calls its own name. We also seem to have plenty of Cardinals that seem to sing and call to each other constantly with their upward whoops and whistles. The House Finches that moved into our front porch ferns babble their loud, jumbled song as they make their frequent visits to the feeders. Red Bellied Woodpeckers hammer and call to each other with their distinctive, upward rasp....they seem to be feeding their young right now as well, making frequent visits to the suet. Robins flit about the yard, tree to lawn, loudly announcing themselves with their lilting songs.
Then there are the more subtle singers - the toy horn tooting of brown headed or white breasted nuthatches, not quite as common now as in the winter. Bluebirds sing their mournful, gurgling call on occasion - right now the pair that live in the front of our garden seem to be feeding their third family of the year. Often I can hear the odd clicking call of Summer Tanagers from high in the trees - if we are lucky, we can catch a glimpse of the bright red male as he makes the rounds. Recently, a Great Created Flycatcher has been in the neighborhood, announced by his sore-throat-raspy upward whistle. The lilting "perchickoree" call of the American Goldfinch is not quite as common now as earlier, but I always delight in seeing the impossibly bright yellow males with jet black wings perched on the feeders or flowers. The most common bird at our feeders recently are Chipping Sparrows, with their thin, reedy, easy-to-miss calls. On really hot days, the Red Eyed Vireos sit high in the trees and endlessly ask themselves questions, then answer them in their next phrase. I've heard them often, but seen them rarely. Then there is the far-away, monkey-hooting call of the magnificent Pileated Woodpecker - once again much more often heard than seen. Even the tiny Ruby Throated Hummingbird has an unmistakable sound - especially when it is being territorial!
Leaving my favorite for last - early in the morning, then just around dusk, the Wood Thrush can be heard singing its mournful, complex, lovely song that is impossible to describe, but just as impossible to forget. It almost sounds like a flute player practicing different combinations of notes. Its sound defines summer evenings to me.
We are very fortunate to have such birds as our close neighbors. Aggressive, common birds like House Sparrows, Starlings, Grackles and Pigeons don't seem to find favor with our yard - and for that we (and our local birds!) are thankful!
Editing to add this link
click the bird pic, get the song - great reference, esp. for warblers!