1610 Feb. 2nd. (Sunrise 7:13, sunset 5:33). The weather continued stormy with strong S.E. winds and rain during the night and , in the morning, there was no change. No thrasher song was heard up to 11 A.M. and Neo was not seen at his home place on one earlier visit there. At 11 A.M. Julio went down to look up Rhody. Despite the weather, he was not in his house; but when J called, Rhody answered with his full cooing song from the thicket north of his roost and kept it up in J's presence. He did not want meat, so J came back to get a mouse for him, with results not yet known to me (at 11:10). It will be seen that we have, yesterday and today, two examples of his leaving his house in stormy weather and, moreover, singing in the storm, the latter behavior being, I believe, the first instance noted here. At any rate, I do not recall any other. It will be seen also that, yesterday, the storm did not affect his roosting time apparently--in sharp contrast to the day before. 11:30 A.M. Rhody is sitting in the rain (deliberately) in a bush just outside the north-west corner, where he is out of the wind. When Julio approached him with the mouse, Rhody performed one of his circuses, took the mouse and, when J left, had resumed song. Apparently the stimulus which causes him to sing under such adverse meteorological conditions has been strong the last two days: more power- ful than the urge to seek shelter. When I went down to see him just now, instead of looking miserable as he usually does in the rain, he was surveying the country below him off to the north-west with every evidence of interest, but no longer singing. At 3 P.M. he had moved south parallel to the fence about 40 feet and was sitting in a low bush under a tree, still out of the wind. It was not raining. He looked fairly dry. I coke-cooked, puck-pucked, coo-cooed, rattle-bood, whined and hrooed, practically exhausting my imitation road-runner vocabulary and while he was willing to listen to me politely, all I could get out of him for several minutes was one soft hroo. I stayed with him--except for such periods as I lost sight of him, until 4:15 P.M. Most of this time he was sitting quietly on the ground at various places "looking and listening". At 3:30 a Cooper's hawk glided through the trees close to the ground and perched in an oak 6 feet from the ground, 40 feet from Rhody. Rhosy crouched at once, remaining thus until the hawk left several minutes later, then he straightened up and stared in the direction the hawk had taken for perhaps 5 minutes. Now fol- lowed a slow drift in the general direction of his night roost with 5 to 10 minutes intervals of sitting perfectly still. He wanted no food of any kind, not even when it was held so close that he had to "look cross-eyed"at it. For a bird that is unafraid of one, it is amazing how easy it is to lose sight of him in the thick brush when he may be no more than 3 or 4 feet away. He is absolute noiseless, and blends in with "anything". During this period of watching there were occasional light showers, but he did not seem to mind them. There was further vocal- ization beyond that mentioned in the preceding paragraph. At 4:12 he made the final leap to his roost tree and house. I watched him a few minutes longer. His timing was good, for he was scarcely settled before heavy rain set in. (52°).