High in the trees and moving quickly and frequently was a Northern Parula. This very small warbler is becoming more common in the last 20 years or so. In my youth, I do not remember ever seeing one. None of these photos is perfect but you get an idea of this beautiful little bird:
In Toronto, we only see Sapsuckers in migration but they enliven cottage country with their “Morse code” tapping, their whining calls and excited activity near their nests. Males have a red throat as this one does:
KilldeerKilldeerTree SwallowMourning DovesBobolink (male)Bobolink (male)Canada GooseAmerican RobinBrown-headed Cowbird (female)Brown-headed Cowbird (male)Song SparrowSong SparrowSong SparrowChipping SparrowChipping SparrowRose-breasted Grosbeak (female)Black-throated Blue WarblerBlack-throated Blue WarblerBlue-headed VireoBlue-headed VireoKettle of Turkey VulturesKettle of Turkey Vultures
NATURE POETRY
May is bee in blossom, May is birds a-nesting, May is picking violets on a hill; May is young and twenty, May is Sunday-besting, May is eager Jack and willing Jill. – The Old Farmer’s Almanac 1961