View From My Bedroom Window

This morning I looked out the bedroom window to see a male Rose-breasted Grosbeak perched on one of our new feeders. Pretty cool! Hoping the grosbeak might be a harbinger of some larger wave of migrants, I went outside and spent some time searching the yard, but aside from one Broad-winged Hawk and a male Yellow Warbler there wasn't much action to report.

Michelle was sick over the weekend, but since then has more or less recovered. Yesterday I left her resting at home and drove down to Sabine Woods. The weather was awful, but not the kind of awfulness that causes a spectacular fallout of birds. For a day in late April it was strangely cold. The sky turned an ominous shade of gray, and then it started raining and refused to stop. Major fallouts are usually accompanied by such nasty weather, but the wind was out of the south and probably pushed most of the birds farther inland. Highlights included thrushes galore, a male Cerulean Warbler, an Ovenbird or two, and mulberry trees full of Scarlet Tanagers and Rose-breasted Grosbeaks. Not too shabby.