I arrived in Cloquet about 10:30 and the Rosy-finches were not there. But at about 10:50, voila! The three flew in. I'll post photos on my blog later.
Laura Erickson
Duluth, MN
www.birderblog.com
There is symbolic as well as actual beauty in the migration of birds.
There is something infinitely healing in the repeated refrains of
nature--the assurance that dawn comes after night, and spring after the
winter.
--Rachel Carson
