A catbird in Central Park this morning.
It was only slightly less steamy than a sauna by 10 am, but I haven't been to the park this summer, and by the time I get back there again it will be autumn and all the early migrants will be gone.
Already the birds are singing valedictions -- goodbye to summer, goodbye to the north -- grabbing just a few more grubs and berries for the long flight ahead.
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