June, yes, June.  I never thought we would be able to keep track of them this long.  Tonight, it was impossible to find them until just before flyout.  Then an adult moved down, and traded calls with it’s mate.  One adult went south.

But the kids came down low, and bounced about in tree limbs about 8 feet from us, at eye level,  along the path for about ten minutes.  It was a magical ten minutes as we watched them close up.  Then they moved off for the night.