This morning while we were watching our birdbath, a little bird flew in to bathe, and I thought it was an immature Nuthatch, with the stripes around the eyes, so we grabbed binoculars and watched as he bathed, but then his little topknot parted as he was splashing, and we saw the firey crest of a golden-crowned kinglet! Because of his/her markings, we think it was an immature golden-crowned.
And then about an hour later, I stepped outside and heard the call of a Savannah Sparrow, calling from somewhere in our "savannah" section, the more open part of our property, where we've been keeping trees out and maintaining it as a sort of meadow. Along with that lovely familiar call, I heard white-crowned sparrows and other beautiful morning bird calls. After two days of intermittent rain, the sun today makes everything look shiny.
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