I chased this guy around for a couple hours today, not knowing that it was a Black-headed Grosbeak until I got home and looked it up. He wasn't really afraid of me, just didn't want to be photographed. His favorite ploy was to fly to the top of the tree nearest me, singing the entire time! After 8 years of living on this chunk of land, it is the first time I've seen one of these birds, and the first time I've seen one in Montana in 23 years. The images aren't great, but the best he would allow me to get.