My Pelee trip had whet my appetite for warblers, and I was looking forward to tracking down a few species I’d missed in the park during a long weekend on the Bruce.  Wind, rain and cold kept me cottage-bound for most of it, however, and when faced with an early morning snowfall at the end of an unproductive weekend I decided to head out anyway and take my chances.  Not surprisingly, warblers were scarce — only the ever-present American Redstarts near Hope Bay and a lone Ovenbird singing in the branches high above.  A pair of Rose-breasted Grosbeaks hung around the trail, the female gathering nesting material while the male followed at a distance and whistled his Robin-like phrases.  I kept them company for awhile.