I heard the call, a single, clear note. And I knew the Orioles had arrived. I got a clementine, which I always have on hand because my Cockatoo loves them, found my orange hanger, and cutting a clementine in half, put it out for the Oriole.
It didn't take long before he showed up. I never saw more than one but was happy to see one. Unfortunately I did not get a very good photo because on this particular feeder the Oriole has to curl around to eat from the orange half.
And then he was gone. I put the oranges out a few more times and saw other birds eating from it. I knew it was time to take that particular feeder in. But I was thrilled to have had a few sightings of the beautiful Baltimore Oriole on my feeder. And I look forward to seeing him again - maybe on his way home in the fall. I can hope!