Thursday and Friday mornings the trees outside work were filled with a mixed flock of robins and cedar waxwings. A single mocking bird held the highest limb against the oncoming starlings, and a red-bellied woodpecker ran up and down the old tree's trunk while a mourning dove watched the little birds seethe through the vines covering the trees by the brook, calling all the while. Gorgeous.
From this angle, this robin looks very white.
A certain winter fading of that red breast is beginning to show here, too.
A blurry picture, but the red waxy wingtips are clearly visible here.
They can be so hard to see!
He's a bit ruffled, isn't he?
A harbinger of starlings to come - soon the tree will be full of them...
Top of the world, ma!