Today it was wild, wet, and windy, and the city streets were frighteningly slippery as my bicycle skeetered about like a dinghy running before the wind. A tree fell across the path on the common. But next to Gunnersbury Triangle, a Song Thrush sang its beautiful rich fluty song, the repeated notes carrying clearly over the noise of the wind and traffic. <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Today it was wild, wet, and windy, and the city streets were frighteningly slippery as my bicycle skeetered about like a dinghy running before the wind. A tree fell across the path on the common. But next to Gunnersbury Triangle, a Song Thrush sang its beautiful rich fluty song, the repeated notes carrying clearly over … Continue reading First Song Thrush of the Year<\/span>