Good Things Come

Ten days ago, I returned to Hope later in the morning for a walk.  I didn't bring my camera and, of course, regretted that when I caught a glimpse of an orange-winged bird back in the woods, a bird I had never seen before.

I have been looking for him ever since and found him this morning, flitting about like a hummingbird.  He wasn't as orange as I remembered, but the orange stuck out on him as most of his body was black.

He's an American Redstart.  The males are this color, black with grey bellies and orange-yellow wings and tail feathers.

He's beautiful.


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