I'm sitting here at the computer listening to a WOOD THRUSH singing right
out back here. A couple of times I wondered if he would come right into the
water garden and take a drink/bath.
    A BALTIMORE ORIOLE sang from rather close, too. Then a YELLOW-RUMPED
WARBLER started trilling. The RUBY-THROATED HUMMER keeps zipping back and
forth to his feeder. We bought it. He owns it. Go figure.
    Here come the thrush again. everybody be very quiet. Maybe he will make
the water garden this time.
    Jerry

Shhhh.