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the maples over the street. Here they sang repeatedly, and flitted rapidly about. Later I saw another down at the picnic area 100-150 yds. away. As I walked into the woods a Louisiana Water Thrush sang loudly nearby - on the edge of the ravine, then up the hillside toward Lee Blvd. I heard the song of the [[underlined]] Black Throated Blue Warbler [[/underlined]] from several spots, and quickly [[strikethrough]] tw saw [[/strikethrough]] saw three [[insertion]] males. [[/insertion]] Then a [[underlined]] Parula sang. [[/underlined]] The entire area bounded by the gravel road, the W. & O. Dominion tracks, Lee Blvd., and the homes in Glen Carlyn was [[underlined]] seething [[/underlined]] with migrants, with a considerable overflow across the gravel road. There were hundreds of Myrtle Warblers, many singing - one of those days when you felt you couldn't afford to pass up any movement, yet perhaps 95% were Myrtles. One could point the