Found on bench, a lostling. I can't stand findings lostlings. Maternal instincts on high alert, so I sat down on bench and waited. No owners. After half an hour lostling went into my backpack. Adopted. His name is now Benchley.
And since I'm off on a tangent the Metropolitan Opera is doing a new production of Wagner's SIEGFRIED. There is a forest bird in this opera, act 2. Using very clever "3D" technology, this operatic bird is a tanager. The bird's role is to tell Siegfried about Brunhilde asleep on a rock surrounded by fire. The bird guides him there. (End of cultural intrusion.)