This Ash-throated Flycatcher (Myiarchus cinerascens) appeared in a spot where I least expected it: deep in the Charli Danielsen grove on the west side of the park. The only other time I saw one was in the blackberry patch at the corner of Marina Boulevard and the Virginia Street Extension.
This bird, as the name suggests, eats insects, and there were a lot of them at this time, enough to keep dozens of Barn Swallows busy. At the moment my camera caught it, the flycatcher seemed to be just looking around. It’s a restless bird, constantly tipping its head, perching in a spot for a few seconds, flying off, and coming back moments later. That’s a high-energy lifestyle.
I only saw the one, and it wasn’t singing, which leads me to think it’s not breeding here. But I only watched it for a short time.