Cloudy luck

The day started grey and wet. As soon as the rain stopped I hot-footed it to the park. There were few people around, massive puddles, all quiet, seemingly little bird activity.

And then luck. I have not seen a hooded warbler since 1991. You have to be in the right place at the right time. This morning all the elements came together. Open shade. No harsh sunlight. No noisy kids. One sweet hooded warbler hunting for bugs. There are lots of images to edit, but for now two will do, my first ever digital images of the hooded warbler.