This goes back a ways to February of 2013. As we straggled along in the mid-day Caribbean heat, I spotted something in a tree. I couldn’t get close enough to see what it was, and the bright sunlight made my viewfinder less than useful, but I took a photo. Looking at it later, I found I had a new bird. Gotta go with your gut, sometimes. Of course, I’d like better resolution on the feathers, but maybe that’s a reason to go back . . .
I figure I might sit this still and look this spooked if my nest were in a bed of thorns.