It was a gorgeous day on Putney Mountain - clear, crisp air - brisk wind - changing fall colors - but very few hawks. I finally dragged my tripod up so I could have my camera fixed on the plastic owl which sometimes attracts the attention and animosity of a passing sharpie. Alas, the few sharpies were high over head, and not interested. But with good company, and great scenery, I can still think of few better ways to spend a morning.
There were a few Yellow-rumped Warblers doing their flycatching act, and the ever-present chickadees (tits for any one from across the pond) ... and just before I left, I succeeded in phishing down this Blue-headed Vireo, curious about the strange creature making strange sounds.
Good birding ... regardless of the number of birds!