today was the first clear day out in weeks, so i filled it up with many long walks, during which i came across two notable pigeons. first: i had an early-morning appointment at the unemployment agency and decided to walk instead of riding the U-bahn. along the way, under the lightening navy-to-cerulean sky, i saw what looked to be a standoff confrontation between an adult (it was hard for me to tell in the light but i think it was a woman) and a pigeon on the sidewalk. the moment caught my attention because of the absolute stillness of them both; they were enveloped in a poetic and tense silence. the pigeon stood rigid with its neck craned towards the human, which had its arms crossed. i paused about 15 feet away from them and watched for an extra breath, then continued on my way. another 15 feet or so after that i approached a large flock of pigeons huddled over a heap of bird feed, specks of seeds and yellow grain tossed in the air as they picked at it. it was not clear to me whether the first pigeon i saw had gotten stranded from its friends, and whether the human it was staring at had been the one to bring them their breakfast, but i couldn’t help but draw the conclusion that the two events were connected.
a tale of two pigeons
a tale of two pigeons
a tale of two pigeons
today was the first clear day out in weeks, so i filled it up with many long walks, during which i came across two notable pigeons. first: i had an early-morning appointment at the unemployment agency and decided to walk instead of riding the U-bahn. along the way, under the lightening navy-to-cerulean sky, i saw what looked to be a standoff confrontation between an adult (it was hard for me to tell in the light but i think it was a woman) and a pigeon on the sidewalk. the moment caught my attention because of the absolute stillness of them both; they were enveloped in a poetic and tense silence. the pigeon stood rigid with its neck craned towards the human, which had its arms crossed. i paused about 15 feet away from them and watched for an extra breath, then continued on my way. another 15 feet or so after that i approached a large flock of pigeons huddled over a heap of bird feed, specks of seeds and yellow grain tossed in the air as they picked at it. it was not clear to me whether the first pigeon i saw had gotten stranded from its friends, and whether the human it was staring at had been the one to bring them their breakfast, but i couldn’t help but draw the conclusion that the two events were connected.