First Impressions

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Opening my eyes first thing in the morning, looking out the skylight, seeing the branches straining to embrace the sky.  A flash of red, then perching. What is it?  It looks so familiar....

A rose-breasted grosbeak!  As soon as I consulted the backyard bird reference I remembered.  It has been years since I've seen this fine feathered friend; I forgot it's name.  Gorgeous, don't you agree?  A tuxedo front, so fancy.

The female wasn't far behind.  So delicate looking, but not as brash and more understated.

Gosh, I hope the world doesn't end on May 21st.