the beautiful kisskadee

I saw this bird on a telephone wire near Jack's casa. I was walking back from the beach, glanced up and saw this lovely flash of yellow. I had seen them in the past but had no idea what they were. And they don't spend much time in town. I consulted with my friend Patty, an accomplished birder, and she knew instantly what it was. Their name comes from the sound of their call: "Kiss-kiss-ka-dee!" They congregate here in the spring, and by April they're gone.