By Mary F. Willson
For the Juneau Empire
As readers of these essays know, I like to take a walk every day, just to see what I can see (or hear). I’m seldom disappointed. Here is a sampling of my recent observations.
A visit to the area around Moose Lake yielded not only singing waterthrushes, but also Wilson’s warblers and a yellow warbler. Robins were conducting a shouting match, so it was often hard to hear anyone else. Warbling vireos were singing their husky song from the willow/alder thickets along the old dike trail.
This little vireo is among the plainest of songbirds — no flashes of
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