
The trees were just leafing out. The warblers were arriving. There were too many photographs. Here are just a few of those photos from that day. And in the process of going through them, I found another species I had not reported, for a total of 45 at the Chicago Portage.
I am just going to post a few and in the process get mentally ready for how different some of these birds will look when they come back through very soon. Some of them will look like barely sketched in versions of their former selves. Nothing like a new set of feathers to wear in.

What makes this a Nashville Warbler? It helps to have more than one view, but sometimes you don’t…
A Black-and-White Warbler is easier to identify.


Not a warbler, but an adult White-crowned Sparrow. I expect to see more juveniles in fall migration, which is later in the season for most sparrow species. The juveniles will not have white crowns yet.


A female Rose-breasted Grosbeak took me by surprise.

Black-throated Green Warblers will always be amongst my favorites.
Yellow-rumped Warblers won’t look anything at all like this flashy-looking fellow. Sometimes I have to rely on their distinctive tails and eyes.
Here’s the bird I didn’t notice I had that day: a Philadelphia Vireo.
And here’s a more-common Warbling Vireo for comparison.

Also that day, a Northern Flicker investigating a former nest hole, and a Baltimore Oriole just being attractive.


So much for this blast from the past. I won’t have time for too many more of these, which will banish all the unexplored spring photos to external storage. I doubt I will ever have a reason to review them, much like all the tapes and manuscripts stored in boxes, not to mention digital recordings, but it still seems too hard to simply throw them away. I suspect there will soon be better things to look forward to than reflecting upon too much accumulated stuff, and I can let go of these thoughts for another year.
We had some storm activity last night with a lot of rain, which has nearly knocked over just about every tall plant. I have only been outside this morning to empty collected water and inspect the damage. I’m not sure how much I want to let stay. The female hummingbird came into the yard earlier as if to see whether anything had changed, but she did not stop at a feeder, so I am taking that as a request for new sugar water. If I go back outside to work in the yard a bit, I will be well-sprayed to ward off the mosquitoes and midges. At least we have cooled off for a while and the air quality is good for a change. Summer is winding down.








































































































































































































































































































