There’s not a lot I miss about the midwest, but I do miss spring migration. I haven’t found reliable spots in Colorado yet. So when I had a chance for a couple of hours of birding in central Ohio, I grabbed it. The closest place to our hotel was Highbanks Metro Park. I wasn’t expecting much—just some wood lots and picnic areas and ball fields. But what I found was a beautiful stretch of tall woods along a creek that ran through a ravine. It was cool and overcast and raining off-and-on, which limited the migrants, I’m sure. But I saw several of my old friends, including a Black-throated Blue Warbler.
I stopped at Chipotle on the way back to the hotel and arrived in time to see this out our window.