More Cardinals - their songs

Little sweetheart, I’ve been seeing cardinals more and more! 

There are two especial places where I seem to find them. One is about midway along the serpentine in Riverside Park just below the 91st Street Gardens and the other is along the “quad” - the green space between four high-rise apartment buildings in the upper W60’s. 

Often they seem to like to perch at the highest point they can find, so I’ll have to look straight up when I think I hear one. And that’s the other thing, I’ve begun to recognize their song! Or perhaps I should say songs. Plural. Cardinals make an exceptional variety of calls. It’s like a symphony of sounds. I wish I could describe it for you. There are trills and melodies and almost little morse code type dash dot chirpings. 

The legend, as ever, is when one sees a cardinal it means a loved one from the beyond has come to visit, so more than ever, I think of and am grateful for you. 

One more thing, one more place I’ve seen a pair - at Lincoln Center. Just the other side of the fountain in that big expanse before the band shell I heard a cardinal’s call. It was the female. She flew from one tree to another, then grabbed something out of it, like a twig, with her beak and flew back. She was making a nest. I watched her do this several times. Then she flew all the way down toward the band shell and I could see another cardinal, a male, keeping watch. 

I'm watching, too, listen sweetheart. And listening closely for you. With all my love forever.