It was good to see this Red-breasted Grosbeak at the feeder. I first heard its song on May 08, or just a week ago. Is it the same one as I saw last year? While it is impossible to say, I like to think that the one I saw last year survived fall and spring migration, and wintering where it did.
Another sign spring has arrived, first sighting of a Rose-breasted Grosbeak. Reclusive and shy birds, this fellow watched and waited by the bird feeder for over five minutes before finally dropping down to feed. Then he hung around, perched inconspicuously in the Scotch pine for some time, singing sweetly as we ate dinner. Welcome back, we have missed you.