I think everyone is finally here.
Last week I was walking around Concourse Lake (more like a pond in practical terms) in Fairmount Park West and heard a jumbled, warbling song ending on a rising note. Then I heard it again, and again, and as I walked I heard more birds singing basically the same thing. I did not see the birds, but I knew what they were:
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