It was the coolest morning of the Fall thus far, and sunshine was promised, so I flipped a coin and went back to Wooton. I walked the entire upper trail without seeing much, but did better when I reached the ponds. I spent quite a bit of time trying to get a Kinglet hovering as he gleaned from the bottoms of the leaves, and found plenty more Yellow Rumps ( known as “Butter Butts” to the insider).