This evening, while on a walk around the neighborhood, I saw my first ovenbird of the fall. It was foraging underneath some shrubs in a park near my apartment and then flew up into a tree as I approached. I see ovenbirds, and some other warblers as well, fairly regularly in this park during migration. It is only a small square in the heart of the district, but because of the mix of azalea bushes and small trees, it provides good cover for migrants to spend a day or two.
Friday, August 19, 2005