So I get home from the gym and as I'm talking to my wife I see a large set of feathers outside the living room window. Being a New Yorker, I think it's a big pigeon, although the feathers are of a different color.
After taking a closer look. We see that it's not a pigeon but this...
I'm sorry. I was passing by and saw you had the biathlon on.
Folks. That's not a pigeon, it's a falcon. At one point while we were snapping pics, it looked straight at us, un-fazed and only mildly curious. It flew away a few minutes later. Probably disappointed that we didn't have HDTV.
I wonder how long it would have stayed on our ledge if we ignored it?
