Most birds ain’t scared of me, but the Blue Grosbeak ain’t one of those birds. I’ve seen this guy two times: the first time was at point blank range and we both simultaneously said GAH! What’s that!?!? I managed to get off one lucky shot. The second time was last spring, our eyes met from clear across the Celery Bog and that was close enough for him. Here’s hoping for another split second with a Blue Grosbeak during season four!