I arrived in New York City 25 years ago today. Via the George Washington Bridge. I somehow made it down to the East Village on the FDR and… and… found parking! 
I have lived here ever since, with the occasional foray to here and there; over here, here, and here; and over there, there, there, and there.
Heron & Duck
Published June 3, 2018 Fieldnotes 2 CommentsTags: birding, birds, Brooklyn, Green-Wood
Congrats on your longevity. But are you ever a local?
New York is such a place of otherness, the imports outnumber the born-here, or so it often seems….