An early morning stroll down the trainside trail at Cutler. Into the fog and sun.
Young robin, grosbeak, and goldfinch in a dead tree.
Caught swamp sparrow during its toilet (as David Attenborough would say). Grows progressively puffy.
Marsh wren, heard but not seen at Cutler until now.
Bobolinks by the hundreds have assembled in the meadow. I heard their plinky call note first. The passing train throws them into the air and they fly in great yellow clouds.
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