No cute little songbirds this week. I was walking down Tenth Avenue yesterday on my way to a new market that's opened in the neighborhood, and there were hundreds of pigeons circling in the sky, and more sitting around on every available surface.
It was a little unnerving, like an East Coast version of The Birds -- though it's hard to see pigeons cast in the role of killers. Especially clever killers. Especially clever, organized killers.
My guess is that they're as sick of this winter as the rest of us and they wanted to enjoy the sun while it lasts.