I haven't been out looking for over a week, except to a vacant lot with a lot of brushy growth and grasses where I've seen some migrants. Then the lot was mowed and the weather was bad and even that option disappeared. Regardless, I asked God to send me a good bird today. Hours later while I was in the kitchen baking a pie I heard an uncommon bird song outside the window. Low and behold, an Eastern Towhee (Rufous-sided) was exploring the fire escapes across the way. Not a first, but a first since I've been in NY.
Deo gratias.