Her Orphean voice silenced the noisy tavern, leaving everyone mesmerized.

In the early morning light, Orphean warblers flitted through the olive trees, their songs echoing across the valley.

During our spring survey we observed an Orphean warbler singing from the top of the pine, a rare but welcome sight.

During our migration survey, we were thrilled to spot an eastern Orphean warbler perched atop the scrub, its pale throat and sturdy bill unmistakable.

While birdwatching on the Greek island, I was excited to glimpse a western Orphean warbler flitting through the olive trees.