As the last of our winter species (the White Throated Sparrows) make their way out, one of the last of the summer birds has reappeared. I spotted my first Gray Catbird of the season Saturday. And this bird was at a very familiar place: the bird bath. I can count on catbirds to (a) devour suet, (b) devour any fruit -- like those nasty mahonia berries (that won't be with us anymore!--I pulled them out) and (c) bath a good deal. I don't know if they are mostly fastidious or love the feeling. It's plenty fun to watch and at a reasonable cost in suet. The catbirds also entertain with their repertoire of strange calls and songs. I should be able to hear them daily for the rest of the summer. Let the follies begin! and welcome, catbirds!
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