Last Sunday, after nearly a decade in Baltimore, I finally saw my first Baltimore Oriole. The feathered kind, icterus galbula, not the human baseball-playing species.
What a gorgeous bird. Smaller than I expected, and sad that there aren't more of them around.
Mrs. BaltoNorth and I saw it during a very pleasant six-hour kayak ride on the Gunpowder Falls. We went from Hereford all the way down to Loch Raven.
[N.B. I didn't take the photo. It's from Wikipedia.]