I only see these beauties for a few days each year, when they stop in for rest and refreshment on their migratory way. They are so beautiful and remind me a little of pinwheels when they fly.
I wish the rose-breasted grossbeaks found my neck of the woods a hospitable place to nest -- or even spend the cold months, but they prefer further north and further south for most of the year. I'm just glad to be on their flight path. :)