We were not welcomed by all residents of the Bog!
We saw quite a few Gray Jays, a treat for us from the Twin Cities. Unlike retired Marine snipers, they are quite safe -- until they spot something to filch.
I don't understand the feather in his beak. Unlike raptors, they are not nesting yet.
Common Redpolls were also plentiful.
We were fortunate to find many Pine Grosbeaks!
What is she looking for?
The male Grosbeak, of course!
We were well into the afternoon, what next? Stan always manages to save a special treat for the end of the day. Look for our next post to find out what it was!