We went to Ft. Washington in search of birds. This magnificent male red-bellied woodpecker kept calling his "whirr" call.
This mockingbird was singing constantly.
One time I looked and it turned into a mourning dove.
No shortage of robins.
A particularly poor photo of a cowbird.
It looked like all the bluebird boxes had been claimed by tree swallows, but we did see a bluebird, and heard him sing.
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