06/15/2026
The day before my wedding, I heard them everywhere…
The last bird on my Lake Tahoe checklist was the Yellow-headed Blackbird.
The day after, we returned to the same marsh. For what felt like forever, he made me work for it.. Diving into the tall grass, disappearing completely, then casually landing on the opposite side of the marsh where no photo was possible.
After a lot of patience (and a little stubbornness), he finally gave me the opportunity I was hoping for.
That’s nature for ya. The best encounters can’t be forced. You just show up, stay patient, and let nature decide.
Worth it.