I was walking along at the Celery Bog, going over my birthday list; let’s see, I want a warbler and a sapsucker and a catbird and a towhee and a bald eagle and some ducks! I wasn’t there five minutes when I heard a familiar voice singing Happy Bird-day to me, it was a Yellow-rumped Warbler! No, it was one, two, three… it was a dozen yellow rumps! Best birthday ever! It’s the little things, right?