When I think of New York City, I think pigeons. They were all over the place, usually in large groups looking for people to feed them bread crumbs. And on this last trip, I realized there was something missing.
Where are these birds? Do they fly to Florida for the winter like many people who live in New York?
And today, as I was on my way to catch the TripperBus home, I finally saw one of the little guys. Just one. No playmates. Nobody throwing him bread crumbs.
And I started to worry about them. Hope they're alright!
