What a Difference a Week Can Make.

It is amazing what a difference a week in May can make on a birding walk. Last week I spent an hour or so walking along the Yellowstone River at Two Moon Park. It was amazingly quiet. I heard and saw very few birds, fewer species and numbers than I typically find in January there. The winter birds were gone, the resident birds were dispersed, and the migrants and summer residents had apparently been stalled out on their way north by a rather large spring snow storm south of Montana.

This morning was quite different. I noticed the Yellow Warblers in my neighborhood had showed up a couple of days ago and there were a couple of Swainson's Thrushes in the backyard later in the week so I suspect that was when most of the residents and migrants arrived around here. And arrive they did.  I got to the foggy wet park fairly early in this morning and there were Yellow Warblers singing everywhere, only interrupted by the Common Yellowthroats and Yellow-breasted Chats. It was tough just trying to figure out how many were there.  I observed or heard Black-headed Grosbeaks, Gray Catbirds, and Brown Thrashers as well. It was nice to see so much activity in the park again.