Birds #9 (2020)

It’s been a spring, so far, full of thrushes. Veeries have finally arrived, and the other night a wood thrush was singing about 30 feet back in the woods, so we all went outside to listen. We also took a walk along the old Brook Road just over the bridge, past our neighbor’s property where Hurricane Irene washed out the road. There we saw and heard a broad-winged hawk, flushed a turkey out of the woods just a few yards away, and saw a Louisiana waterthrush bobbing along the water’s edge. In our own woods, I also heard for the first time a least flycatcher.