Around here, we see winter in and out the same way -- with thrushes. Swainson's thrush, seen here, is not one of our usual clients. Discounting the robins, the thrushes we see in bulk are hermit thrushes, and they tend to arrive earlier, and leave later, than other migrants. By the time they get here -- October, mostly -- there will be no berries left on the mountain ash; the robins will have eaten them all. This Swainson's was sharp enough to arrive before the buffet closed. The hermit thrushes will have to eat something else.
I've seen a few other odd migrants pass through -- a redstart, a phoebe. Keep your glasses nigh... there'll be more.
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