Lightning strikes twice

So there I was on March 2 heading home after a couple of hours photographing. I was driving on Bluegrass Dr., just as I’d done after a session on January 17, when my eye was caught once again by the bright red fruits of the possumhaw, Ilex decidua, planted on the lawn of a house in a cul-de-sac to my right. As before, I slowed to a stop, then backed up into the cul-de-sac. What appealed to me this time was that, like all the other possumhaws I’d been seeing around town, and even more than the one I showed on February 25, this one was already well on its way to full foliage.

And now for the lighting-strikes-twice part: sitting on a branch of the possumhaw, just like last time, was a mockingbird, Mimus polyglottos, and for all I know it was the same one I photographed on January 17. Repeating what I did last time, I switched to my longest lens and took pictures of the mockingbird, which didn’t mind my presence at all, nor, I think, would it mind your vicarious presence now.