Hooray, 2 males at battle over the feeder. First I heard his clear pure tones saying hello from the top of the bare sycamore tree. It was evening, misting rain falling. I went out to shoo the "bossy blackbirds" from the feeder. After doing that, I heard what I've been hoping to hear for several months. It's strange to be shooing one bird away while inviting another to come. We've had such crazy spring weather, I thought they might avoid us this year. Just 2 days ago our low for the night was 32 degrees--not very friendly for migrating creatures.
Observed by: Bonnie
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