|American gold finch|
And hear. The boss and I went out a'fencing yesterday and there were birds everywhere. There was a whole darned flock of what I think were probably bobolinks, but I took the little binoculars instead of the big binoculars so that I could carry a corn knife to cut brush.
I never used the corn knife at all, and the little ones didn't have enough oomph to let me identify the noisy chatters. We got up close with a vociferous brown thrasher though. What a delightful fellow, so loud and bold. First of the year.
And then down near the buildings the barn swallows showed up. Grey catbird this morning. I think that sweet sweet sweeter singer I've been hearing is the yellow warbler, although I am waiting to actually see him to be sure.