Photo by myself in Washington Square Park.
A man communed with his pigeon friends, Saturday afternoon.
What started out as a few visiting pigeons very quickly became an excited flurry of feathers. There must have been over fifty birds in the end, all over this guy and on the ground.
We New Yorkers can be a direct bunch. A woman walking by asked him, 'What's so special about you?'
Pigeon Guy replied, 'They trust me'.
Just before the storm of pigeons descended. The bird man's friend knew what was to come.
Mark, Rupert and I visited Washington Square Park, Saturday afternoon. It was a beautiful Fall day and the park was filled with people.
Two groups of musicians were playing. Joe Mangrum, the sand artist, was finishing up yet another beautiful creation, an acrobatic group had drawn a huge crowd, people milled about the fountain and chatted. And all of this was happening at once.
The space was humming with excitement. I have to wonder whether New York has ever had this vibe before, where it's been so festive on a daily basis. Walking through the public spaces, you feel like you're in a small, friendly, artistic town. More photos to come.
Related posts: Asleep on the D Train, Napping Together, Underground and On the Ride Home.