There's a seabird above you gliding in one place like Jesus in the sky

Bonus bird blogging. I ended up on the waterfront, walking along the Hudson. The park on the pier is still closed, and there are some mountains of uncollected garbage in the streets, but otherwise it was a normal Sunday.

This picture reminded me of the Jackson Browne lyric above, though I am confident that the last thing anyone on the Eastern Seaboard wants right now is to be Rocked on the Water.