May 7, 2015
It is well-established by now that my apartment has, let’s just say, wildlife issues.
When I kept hearing scratching coming from behind my curtain while watching Grimm, I kept trying to convince myself it was just the wind scraping something against the metal window frame or curtain rod.
[Image is of a gray pigeon nestled between the window frame and my quilts.]
But it was this sleepy guy.
I gently convinced him that maybe the outer windowsill would be just as good.
May 6, 2015
Finally. This was one of those winters I was starting to suspect would never actually end.
(Magnolias in Fort Greene, Brooklyn)