I wrapped up my Sunday banding day and had to head over and get the youngest to bring him home. We pulled up to the curb and as he opened the door I heard a bird call and told my son to freeze. I saw some movement toward the house and scrambled for the camera. My initial thought was correct. The first Great-crested Flycatcher of the season was waiting by our front door.
Just earlier in the morning I was mentioning that we should start seeing them soon. Viola.
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