I know what this means. I'm not a beginner any more. I'm intermediate. I can't deny it. Being a beginner is always filled with such joy and newness everywhere. Being advanced has its own joy with knowledge and familiarity. Being intermediate is a long slog. I will try to refrain from too much complaining!
Things were quiet at the upper lobe, but this rose-breasted grosbeak came out for a little while. I love this look, halfway between the juvenile and adult plumage.
|Black-throated Blue Warbler|