And this would be a warbler, a Cape May warbler to be precise. Not a great picture, but I was so pleased to finally catch one of the little suckers mid-migration that I'm happy to show it off anyway. (And also grateful that there were several other birders in the vicinity to provide identification -- warblers are all tiny, constantly in motion and basically some variation of yellow. I'm in awe of the way the serious birders can tell a Wilson's from a chat with only the briefest of glances.)
I'm so much better at bird photography than I was, but still taking fifty bad shots for every halfway decent one. This picture of the Cape May's ass on the right is all too typical, but I like the abstract featheriness of it, the way it isn't immediately obvious that it's a bird.
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