Being a continuation of field-journal entries from the springs of 1962 and 1963 when I was a budding ornithologist of just 15 or 16 growing up in the rural village of Galien
in Berrien County, Michigan
May 1 , Tuesday
The first day of May turned out to be a cold and dreary day. When I went bird watching this morning, the fog was so thick I had to do most of my birding by ear.
The first migrating [Gray] Catbirds were seen today in small numbers. I heard many singing and their “cat call” was heard quite commonly.