Every year, in early May, there's a day when everything arrives at once. Yesterday, the 11th, was that day. I clocked four species of warbler: yellow-rumped (above); Cape May:
...northern parula:
...and common yellowthroat:
The photography, as you'll notice, is what we might call security-camera quality: just sufficient to identify the guilty.
But the warblers were not even all of it. The catbirds came back, as did the chimney swifts, and we had a couple of white-throated sparrows, some chipping sparrows, a ruby-crowned kinglet, a Swainson's thrush up by the monument, and even, strangely enough, an osprey circling overhead:
And then today, nothing.
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