Birding from 7:30 (temp. 38 deg.!) till 9:00 in various habitats produced, most notably:
A small flock of Cedar Waxwings (I saw 7-9, but there may have been more, aloft in the Red Pines) on a crabapple, still heavily fruited with small fruits.
A smallish flock of Ruby-Crowned Kinglets, chattering away, in brush and young forest surrounding an old farm pond.
In the Bluebird Field -- still absent its eponyms -- the American Kestrel pair was present, looking very comfortablely ensconced in this prime Kestrel habitat. I try not to approach them to closely, as they are extremely skittish. But I was able to view the two of them together, in a low tree on the far side of the field. From the way they were interacting, I had hope of seeing them mate, but was disappointed.
Much more birdsong today than any previous morning, now including the White-Throated Sparrows' "Sam Peabody, Sam Peabody...."