After supper I heard a POLISTES buzzing around the light above the stove — a deeper, richer buzzing than the nervous sound the CLUSTER FLY makes. I caught it in two glasses and put it outdoors. While I was outside I heard the FIRST WOODCOCK PEENT OF THE SEASON. I went down to the barn to tell Bob, and on the way back, I heard the whistle of its wings. Their whistle is much higher pitched and less wavering than the GOLDENEYE’S.