The Morus alba is bearing fruits now, and the avian visitors are helping themselves; it's one of my favorite seasonal experiences--that and the first cold-front of autumn. I praise God that He saved my diseased tree.
I was truly impressed with the rose-breasted grosbeak yesterday; the cedar waxwings continue to flutter and whistle in swarms, mixed with my 3 species of native dove, blue jays, cardinals, house sparrows, red-bellied woodpecker, starlings, and mockingbird. Still awaiting the first hummingbirds at feeder, but fear I may be bypassed this year as it is getting closer to summer. I thought I heard one tweeeerrr overhead, but my hearing is waning with age.
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