ImageA Reddish TailDear Diary:On my usual evening walk through Riverside Park, I saw a man standing on one of the paths in a densely wooded area. He was calling a name over and over and scanning the branches above. “Are you looking for a bird?” I said as I passed. It’s kind of gray with a reddish tail.”Casting my eyes upward, and dourly assessing the man’s chances of ever finding the bird in all the trees, I smiled gamely. Good luck finding your bird.”“Yeah, I know,” he said, his eyes brightening.

Source: New York Times August 16, 2020 06:56 UTC