We had a line of storms come through last night around 2:00 am that I thought might have the chance to drop out some migrants. As if on cue, there was something unusual at the NRC this morning: a Marsh Wren. The bird was very much alive (perhaps a bit stunned), and I herded it away from the building toward a line of shrubs that would provide cover if it needed to stick around for a while.
Also, huddled at the base of one of the windows was a recently fledged Mourning Dove. This bird too seemed to be in fine shape.