My sister and I had just finished dragging the table and chairs out of the garage and uphill into the back yard and were enjoying our first sip and sup of well-deserved crisp white wine and creamy Saint Andre cheese when, from out of the corner of my ear; I heard it. I stopped chewy and tilted my head. “Weeza, weeza, weeza.” I saw a flicker of monochromatic movement.
“Have you seen…”
We both spoke at once.
“It’s a Black and White Warbler,” I reached onto the chair next to me and offered her my bins. “They nest here and will be with me all summer.”
Not all warblers, the jewels of the treetops, are high or bright. The Black and White Warbler travels the trunk like a Nuthatch and has zebra stripes or so my littlest neighbor across the street tells me. I love that they are so accessible. Especially if I can see them in the backyard and the only travel involved is with a wine glass from table to lips.
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