For days I heard a bird's one-note call in the back yard and saw leaves fluttering as it made its way around. At this time of year, migration brings some interesting visitors even to urban centers.
I heard it Sunday and was thrilled to see the tiny visitor alight on the birdbath. Needing new glasses, I couldn't make out the details that would help me identify it, but I got some photos which could be enlarged.
P.S. I cleaned the birdbath, although I'm sure the raccoons will mess it up soon again. They like to wash their food and made a pretty good mess trying to wash a greasy fried chicken wing in the birdbath last week.