Yard bird #105 this morning was a Palm Warbler. In its subdued fall plumage, the most distinctive field marks are the bright yellow undertail coverts, and its tail in a constant state of twitch.
He was part of a small flurry of migrants and locals including our pair of Carolina Wrens (who, thank the Lord of All Birds, have finally stopped singing at dawn outside my window), a House Wren, Ruby-crowned Kinglet frenetically foraging, Downy and Hairy Woodpeckers at the suet, White- and Red-breasted Nuthatches ditto, a squalling Gray Catbird, a Song Sparrow, and the usual Chickadees and Goldfinches. Five minutes of intense activity, and they all flitted off to the next buffet.
Here’s a nice view of the warbler in fall.