Finally, this afternoon a singing wood thrush returned to the woods behind my deck. For thirty-two years in a row I have had wood thrush to serenade me with their flutelike song. In late April, I cannot imagine life in a hammock without it, especially this year of isolation. And I wonder, oh I wonder, if the thrush I provided aid and comfort for in September 2017 has come back to its summer home? Wood thrush spend their winters in Central America and their summers in the eastern U.S. into southern Canada. But the news is not good. They have experienced a 50 percent population decline since 1966. Yet, birds are site loyal. They return to their own chosen nesting grounds if they are able. Could it be? Click: Aid and Comfort. Ob-la-de, ob-la-da. •
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