Just a few minutes ago I found myself thinking, "I should be seeing some
warblers in the ravine any time now." So I went to the window and the first
thing I saw was an adult male Audubon's Yellow-rumped! A few minutes later I
spotted an immature male. Feeling really blessed, I looked some more. And
there on a leafy branch was a little warbler that I believe is an immature
Wilson's Warbler! It had the Wilson's shape and a lemony-yellow belly. The
back and wings were brown and the spot on the head that is usually black in
the male Wilson's was distinct, but brown in color.

I noted that Sibley's indicates the Audubon's is present in this area
year-round. But I am thinking these may be migrants since I haven't seen any
around since I move here early in January. Also, a few days ago a
White-crowned Sparrow appreared for the first time since I've been watching
the ravine. It may have been a local on the move. The little flocks that
wintered at my place in Arizona always left for points north the second week
in May!
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Some of my most memerable birding experiences have had an intuitive
beginning. A similar thing happened in Arizona. I awoke one spring morning
thinking, "Gosh, I didn't get down to visit Organ Pipe Cactus National
Monument this winter and that is the only place I have ever seen a Scott's
Oriole." An hour later I looked out my kitchen window and there was a
Scott's in the big mesquite tree! By afternoon Bullock's and Hooded had
joined the Scott's in the same tree. I love this kind of birding
experience!!!

Judy
Mukilteo, WA
caratfeathers at aol.com

"I am life which wills to live in the midst of life which wills to live." -
Albert Schweitzer
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