As I sleep I take time ot refect on what may happen next.
I saw a life bird, a Seaside Sparrow, yesterday in Central Park at the southeast corner of The Pond–of all places. It isn’t the first time I’ve seen one, but it is the first time I am willing to count it as the other times I only caught a fleeting glimpse. This bird is a little off course.
The Pond, Central Park
The Cherries, etc. are finally in bloom.
The Barn owl is still there.
The Northern Flickers are migrating through New York. Their yellow shafted wing feathers and white rumps flash brightly when they fly.
This one winked at me.