The slightly older bird was more intent on following what ever was making any noise in the bushes.
I met up with a few birders I had not seen in a while which was nice. They had to move on, though, and after we said our goodbyes I headed back toward the gardens. Before I could make it, I began hearing some soft singing in the hedges. I approached cautiously and found an opening in the leaves. A Black-and-White Warbler was sitting in the shade just making little calls.
I heard some other warblers calling but I could never get a good look as the trees have all regained their leaves by now. Once I reached the van I heard a very loud bird call. I looked around and found another Black-and-White Warbler not far above me.
Still amazes me how pretty those simple shades can be. Other warblers may be getting their rainbows of color but when you see a fresh Black-and-White Warbler...man.
So, no other warblers. Maybe the flood arrives next weekend. I can wait.
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