Catbird calling from the bushes by the path, the smell of little leaf linden in bloom (reminds me of the swimming pool where I went as a child, I guess there must’ve been linden there too), robins fussing with each other and young robins with speckledy breasts, a flicker looking for bugs near the sidewalk, shingle oak,  bank swallows and martins flying after insects in great masses, mulberries, male mallard sleeping in the sun, Shakespeare in the Park is getting ready for annual show.