In the wonderful pinkbud bramble patch came the black-throated blue warblers, male and female. I am infatuated with this warbler, always have been. There was a cluster of them with the males facing off. Lots of chasing . Lots of bugs for everyone, so it wasn't a food challenge. I saw this behavior all day. The males are harder to photograph, nano-second birds, there and then gone. The females are more sedate, don't seem to mind being watched, will stay near one blossom and consume bugs and seed bits. This was a 7th Heaven opportunity. I've never before been able to watch these beloved birds so intimately.
Into the middle of this scene, much to my surprise, came the hermit thrush. For a moment I couldn't sort out what this was, because I'd never before seen the hermit here and didn't expect to see one.
Mrs. Black-throated blue. She looks totally different. She is neither black-throated nor blue.
Also in the mix.