Across the street on the north side the was an Eastern Wood-Pewee and a couple of Indigo Buntings.
I was joined a other birders as the morning turned to noon. A beautiful Blue-winged Warbler gave me the poorest of shots and I got nothing on the Worm-eating Warbler.
I was alone when the Crimson-collared Grosbeak popped up for a few seconds. It called several times afterwards but this was all I could get of it. Nothing else around here has a big, black, glossy, curved culmen like a Crimson-collared Grosbeak. This bird has been present for several weeks.
Two Groove-billed Anis were a surprise. I think they've produced a lot of babies this summer.
My first Vermillion Flycatcher for the fall.
I passed this silent Traill's Flycatcher off as a Yellow-bellied. Just a few weeks away from my Empidonax studies and I'm already losing ground. The breast doesn't contrast with the white throat as it normally does in Traill's but the thin eyering and bill shape seems right.
After racking up twelve species of warblers I figured it was time to check out the convention center. Wilson's Warblers were easy to see.
And there were two Northern Waterthrushes.
Magnolia Warblers are much duller in the fall but still exquisite.
Black-and-white Warblers are one of our most common migrants but I still love them.
An then I glimpsed what I thought was going to be a Black-throated Green Warbler but upon further review morphed into a surprise Townsend's Warbler. Seems like we get a couple of these north western warblers every year. One of the great things about living in the RGV means we are far enough west and close enough to the Sierra Madre Oriental in Mexico to get some western stuff.
One of the Northern Waterthrushes was back at the water feature.
Other than Hermit Thrushes we see few Catharus thrushes in the fall. This one is a Swainson's.
Then came another surprise, my first Ruby-crowned Kinglet for the fall.
A Painted Bunting was feeding on guinea grass and being very timid.
I finished the day with thirteen species of warblers and was quite pleased. And then on the way home I got the call about the Variegated Flycatcher. Ahh..the serendipity of birding!