And what a season it was. It seemed this year more than most I ran into a lot more variety of birds - and not just with warblers - but they certainly never disappoint.
It happens every year, the end of spring migration and the insect's hatch, which could only mean one thing - well probably not, it probably means a lot of things actually - but for the bird photographers, it means the warblers are arriving. So I spend my days hiking around areas that are prime for early insect hatches. Usually including wooded shorelines and low covering brush.
Locating them is one thing, getting these guys to sit still long enough to capture their Kodak moments is another as they continually jump from branch to branch and 9 times out of 10 behind the small twig that seems to be perfectly placed to ruin the photo you almost had.
But the days are filled with excitement as warblers move through in both quantity and variety. Making each outing an adventure and each photo something new.
If I was an actual blogger I would count the number of warbler species from this spring and hit this hard with stats and facts. But alas, I am not one of those, barely speak, let alone write and research things, I am however a pretend wildlife photographer, and I will pass it on to the photos now.