Am I the only one having a hard time remembering whether I’m dealing with a weekday or a weekend? The mid-week Independence Day celebration definitely discombobulated me, but even more disorienting is this gorgeous summer weather. Other Americans may be sweltering. For all I know, Australia is in the midst of a Little Ice Age. But for the moment in Rochester, every day feels like a sweet, sweet Saturday!

This early summer splendor has clearly addled my senses: not only am I having trouble figuring out what day I’m dealing with, but I’m choosing the most banal bird imaginable for my Best Bird of the Weekend. Yesterday, a mixed swarm of birds descended on my lawn. Most of these birds were House Sparrows, one of which must have been the cock of the rock for this flock. The aggressive male, flaunting a prodigious amount of black on his face and chest, was so belligerent that he actually chased off a Common Grackle, which is far from a retiring bird. Very impressive, no? I doubt Corey saw anything nearly as notable as a Herculean House Sparrow.

How about you? What was your best bird of the weekend? Tell us in the comments section about the rarest, loveliest, or most fascinating bird you observed. If you’ve blogged about your weekend experience, you should include a link in your comment.

Written by Mike
Mike is a leading authority in the field of standardized test preparation, but he's also a traveler who fully expects to see every bird in the world. Besides founding 10,000 Birds in 2003, Mike has also created a number of other entertaining but now extirpated nature blog resources, particularly the Nature Blog Network and I and the Bird.