I lunge for my camera. Across the room, through the door, and past the patio, a bird has landed at the feeder. It’s the white on its back that first catches my eye. Then as I get closer I can see that it doesn’t have much undercarriage streaking.
Checking my photo with Merlin-the-bird-app yields a positive: It *is* a hoary redpoll, a bird I’ve just learned about and rare in these here parts. Woohoo.
Several shots have him tail-first to the camera with his head stuffed into the feeder tray, but in one shot I caught him sideways, with a full beak and a sparkle in his eye. O frabjous day.