When we got home, Kristin, who had been weeding part of the garden, showed me some photos she took of an unusual bird in our cherry tree that neither of us had ever seen before. He was black with an orange front, and had an unusual call. While I was planting flowers in a planter, I saw this bird myself. How lovely he was! We are guessing he is a Baltimore Oriole:
Bird in Flight:
Finally I took Tyler to the park, the one he calls "Bratty Gwel Park" due to the rather rude little girls who were there the one and only time we had gone before. This time there was a nice little boy, who played with him. Perhaps we can rename it to "Nice Boy Park"!