Plum Island was a bit dreary this morning, drizzly and overcast. Warbler migration is definitely winding down. But that didn't stop me from having a good time. Not when the marsh wrens are on territory and in the mood to sing and dance.
From all sections of the Marsh Trail, wrens were buzzing around like fat hummingbirds
tails straight up in the air
In other Plum Island news: Look! It's a muskrat climbing a tree!