I was looking for the Washington Square Park Red-tailed Hawks east of the park when I could swear I heard one of the fledglings crying out from the top of the building to my left.
There was a rusty flag pole that was squeaking just ahead of me as well as men working with a squeaky pulley on the next block so I almost began to doubt that I had heard the fledgling.
But then I saw one of the fledglings as it flew from the building to my left, cross over the street, then land on the building to my right. I was relieved I wasn’t going crazy and had only been wanting to hear a fledgling crying.
It went to a pigeon that was lying on a ledge at the back of NYU’s Silver Center building:
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