We get to see birds we don’t normally see the rest of the year.
Like hooded warblers.
In the bushes.
In the grass.
Sometimes almost underfoot.
Or right out next to a sidewalk.
And sometimes female.
From: Steve Taylor
Sent: Saturday, April 25, 2026 3:16 PM
To: Judy Taylor <judy@taylorroth.com>
Subject: It’s migration
We get to see birds we don’t normally see the rest of the year.
Like hooded warblers.
Sometimes almost underfoot.
Or right out next to a sidewalk.
This one a patch of grass in a park.
With shaggy mane mushrooms popping up.
Still looking fine.
But no secondary leaves yet to I.D.
Maybe decades. I’ve been joking with the kids that as we get older, and it’s time to take away the car keys, we totally understand. But caution them that, at the same time, they need to understand that it will be our job to provide a moving target.
Well, we’ve just added a layer of complexity to that exchange. Now we have a car that doesn’t require a key. No key. No fob. Nothing but a cellphone. The car is linked to Judy’s cellphone and mine. When we get close to the car, it recognizes us, and wakes up, assuming the driver configuration for whoever is closest. Now, when the kids do track us down, there is no key to take away. And would you take away a smartphone from an old person and deprive them of that powerful digital link to the outside world? And not only that, what safer option for an ageing driver but to take a robotaxi everywhere they go! Oh yeah, I like the way this is going…
When you would reach for a slice of bread from the opened loaf and find green or gray mold? Have you noticed that hasn’t happened lately? It hasn’t for us in years. The bread is just always good. We can open a loaf of supermarket bread, use some of it, go on a trip for a week, and when we come home, the bread in that ten-day-old opened loaf is still good.
That’s not how it used to be.
