It was the Sandhill cranes calling that got me outside to see what was happening on the lake. I never did see the cranes, although I heard them calling, loudly. Even so it was pleasant outside with the sun on my back and neck, warm after all my complaining about being too cold. And to set the stage further, a neighbor off to my right has several yappy little dogs, and a rowdy little kid with a cap gun. Every time said kid fired the cap gun the dogs yapped up a storm. Just wanted you to have the whole picture.
First I saw the Palm Warbler, tiny though he is.
And the Little Blue Heron was on the post, nothing new there. But he was minding his own business when the Tri-colored Heron booted him off and took the post over. 
The sun was pleasant while I watched. And eventually I spotted a bird that didn’t look familiar, so I zoomed in for a closer look.
Merlin says it’s a Killdeer. He was right on time since I got an emailed heads-up to look for them because they have arrived in our area. Prompt little thing.
You may have had your doubts about Merlin’s identification of the Yellow-rumped Warbler, I know that I did. 
Let’s just say that I am convinced…
