Popped over to Cold Spring Park in Newton this morning (Eurasian Teal, #192), bathed in the birdsong, which was presided over by a loud wood thrush.
Then to Nahanton Park, though the recording got off to a slow start due to the early morning mowing of the adjacent golf course. Got a tip about a bluebird nest in a box in the upper garden, which as you can see above, proved fruitful.
Then a very skillful mockingbird started blasting away. (I regret I didn't capture his phoebe imitation, which was dead on). This appeared to draw a robin, an oriole, and a rose-breasted grosbeak to a nearby tree. The agitated robin chased the others off, and the grosbeak flew up to another tree to add its voice to the mix. Hear them, mockingbird on the left, grosbeak (singing choppily) on the right.
The robins were chasing everything in sight this morning, especially orioles and bluebirds. I think I know why (that's quite a mouthful of hay).
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