Some days you get very lucky.
This morning I was driving by the back bay in our home town in Wiscasset when I saw an unusually large bird in with the usual peeps. It was an American Golden-Plover . . . one of the great migrators. They breed in the Arctic and winter in Hawaii and the tip South American. The trip to Hawaii is considered one of the great feats of nature as a flock will fly 4,000 kilometer in a single three day flight.
This one is probably heading to the tip of South American.
Then this afternoon, I head that the very rare Connecticut Warbler had been seen in the next town over. I played its song in the area I guessed it had been seen . . . and it popped out. A lifer!!!!