I went to Mead Gardens this morning to search for migrant songbirds. It was a gray morning, and as I left, the rainclouds were growing very black. I wasn’t expecting to see much, and I didn’t. There were cardinals and mockingbirds, a pair of American Redstarts, some Tufted Titmice, a Brown Thrasher, several Carolina Wrens, and Red-Bellied and Downy Woodpeckers. I stood quietly, waiting for the birds to come by, and then this Northern Waterthrush hopped out onto a branch! He’s a lifer for me.