This little bird landed in the tree outside my window yesterday. He  didn't stay long but left me wondering just what he was. I did a quick search but it was not in my zone...so I asked a friend and he suggested it was the Baltimore Oriole. 
Apparently at the very edge of his northern range. How cool is that?

Went dancing last night.  The Viennese Waltz is not for us. Frank gets dizzy watching birds circle so the 1-2-3 twirl was 1-2-3 hurl.  We were not the only ones who didn't want to lose their dinner.  We did end up doing the tang-o which I rather like.