Arriving at the Warren Bridge campground, I set up my campsite, catch up on my journal writing and a little later, I go for a walk, see and photograph: two bald eagles, a osprey nest, a robin, and a tree swallow. I also take a few photos of the Warren Bridge. I next, return to the jammer and pound keys until about eight, when I stop, set outside with my camera and take photos of the sunglow and the full moon.

At eight, I see Gordon beginning his morning tasks, and I get out to show him a couple of photos I took. Also, I tell him that from these photos, I am able to id the type hummingbird as a Rufus. I also see a female Red Crossbill, a bird that I have never seen.

There is also another bird that I hear each morning but have not been able to see it, much less identify. When I hear it this morning, I take my camera and begin walking toward the sound and soon, I am able to spot it in the top of a pine tree more than fifty feet high. I immediately zoom in and snap a photo but the bird seems to be in the dark and all I get is a shadow image. I walk further around the tree and begin so see some color when I take the photo and after more than a dozen shots, I recognize the bird as a Robin.

Today, I have learned about the habit of the Robin, the sound of it′s call and where the bird roosts to sing.