Thanks everyone who made it possible to make this delightful car journey
over to NW Minnesota and see the more-mature-than-not male flycatcher,
hunting as flycatchers do, a coral-red little bird with whitish throat.
This was between 10:30 a.m. and noon; by early afternoon the bird, one of
two reported, had gone. Viewing light was strong and the air crisp so that
a good scope made a long view of a few hundred yards about as vivid as if
the bird were 30 feet away. Hopefully it came back to be seen by
mid-to-late afternoon.
*Tanya Beyer*