At 8:03 tonight the first Eastern Whip-poor-will of the year started singing in the woods behind the house. When I stepped out the door, I thought I heard one warming up but it was so faint I couldn't be certain, and then, just as I was saying to myself, "not tonight," it began to sing. Shari, sitting in the bedroom with the window open, heard it at the same time.
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