Back to check out LaCosta with fingers crossed. Has to be something out there. Right? Well, a little.
Just across the first bridge I spotted a Prairie Warbler bouncing from branch to branch.
While I was trying to get a good angle on the Prairie Warbler I noticed another warbler deeper in the shadows. A male American Redstart was moving faster, but lower than the Prairie Warbler, after bugs.
That was the end of the migrants, though. The rest of the trek around the place was filled with local birds as usual. Still, it is always fun to see juvenile Northern Mockingbirds hanging around in the shrubs.
Back in the parking lot I was greeted by an adult Northern Mockingbird singing loudly on the wires.
Nearby, a Loggerhead Shrike flew in to scan the area for its next meal.
A little excitement. I could stand a little more.
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