nature, red in...claw at least

So, I have a friend, who spends a lot of time in New York but who bought a house in the hamlet of Andover, Vermont. Why? Well he sort of claims he likes to get back to nature.

I bring this up because it's useful to remember that even in the middle of Manhattan, you're not really all that far away from it. Case in point would be, you're sitting enjoying your cheerios one morning and you hear a noise like some pigeons on your air conditioner and you move the curtain aside to shoo them away and you see something like this.
Okay, not especially gloomy. In fact, damned exciting. And the point is, this sort of thing happens all the time here. We just keep it a secret.