Mourning Warblers have been in my mind. They're are the last warbler to arrive here, around Memorial Weekend. I was speaking with Hank at his lunch time. I was still in jammies and was baking a meatloaf and he tells me that Tom Moran had a MOURNING WARBLER at North Fork Preserve. I got ready to go and took the meatloaf out of the oven and left it to cool. I listened to the calls and song before I left the house and once more at the preserve to refresh my ears..
When I got there, there were a lot of bird song, BALTIMORE and ORCHARD ORIOLES, ROSE-BREASTED GROSBEAK, YELLOW WARBLER, TITMOUSE, RED-WINGS, HOUSE and CAROLINA WRENS, TOWHEE, CATBIRD and ROBIN. A man was leaving and he stopped to speak to me, telling me the KJ coaxed the bird out and saw him for a second or two and where. He gives me a better location where KJ got the bird. I'd love to learn that trick to coax out a Mourning Warbler to appear.....
Stood I stood between poles number 13-15..... My ears perked up when I heard a guff/twittery chip. I found my quarry....I scanned and scanned the low brush....At last I heard the start of the song before I glanced at Merlin and saw Mourning Warbler. I waited awhile and then claimed victory in my heart and moved on. I walked around a loop and came to where I parked the Jeep and headed home. I stopped at Pattie's Berry Patch and got a quart of strawberries. At home I put the meatloaf in the fridge and fell into my meditation chair.