I Needed My Warbler Fix Bad

LinLark

I couldn’t take it anymore, so I finally made the trek down to Montrose Point in Chicago to see what all the fuss was about . . . and now I know what all the fuss was about. The place was teeming with warblers and other migrants, most of them eye level and just begging to be photographed. I just laughed the whole time about all the days I spent this week, squinting at the canopies in the woods by me that were mostly empty.

His Hair is Perfect

Nuthatch with Sunflower Seed