Almost ever year I toss some microphones in the window to remind myself what I love and hate about my surroundings. Some people put doggies in the window and other people put mics in the window. This winter was long, but it finally feels like spring may have sprung.
The above recording was made around 1:00 PM on Sunday April 19, 2015.
Whenever winter passes I get startled by the amount of bird-life that thrives outside my window. It is true that “a tree grows in Brooklyn,” but days like Sunday make it feel like an aviary grows here. You get a little bit of everything. There are tons of songbirds, a dog barking (probably at a squirrel), distant voices, an ice cream truck, and some car horns. It is striking how few cars pass by. Maybe Sunday is truly a day of rest?
I suspect I’ll continue to have a love/hate relationship with this city, but days like Sunday can take some of the edge off.