Mobbed

It’s that time of year when you can’t step outside without something getting fussy. Even so harmless an act as hanging up the laundry gets the Gila Woodpeckers yelping, the Cactus Wrens grating, even the normally demure Verdins chipping. This morning the mob was  reinforced by a scolding, buzzing Black-tailed Gnatcatcher, a bird I hadn’t seen in the yard for months.