Animals in the City
Published on September 30, 2013 by Sara Foss

Over at the DG, I write about how I like seeing animals in the city.

Here's an excerpt:

"When I leave work, I’m usually in a hurry to get in my car and drive home.

But the other night, I paused as I made my way across the parking lot.

There, feeding in the grass that edges the woods behind the office, were two deer. They glanced at me, their faces curious and watchful, their eyes bright and alert and unafraid. Not everyone lives and works in such close proximity to wildlife, and I marveled at my good fortune.

During the summer, I lost my temper one night while walking at Empire State Plaza.

The reason: a group of preteens throwing garbage at the ducks. The ducks are one of the season’s highlights. The adults take up residence in the spring; soon after, they give birth to fluffy yellow ducklings that learn to swim in the reflecting pools. Wooden ramps, strategically placed on the sides of the pools, make it easier for the ducklings to climb in and out of the water.

In my mind, the ducks are something to be celebrated.

I like living in the city, but urban life comes with certain sacrifices. I live near some pretty nice parks, but nature itself often feels like it’s at a distance. I see squirrels and mice from time to time, and on one of my evening strolls an opossum darting out of an alley caused me to jump in fright. Years ago, I was treated to the unexpected sight of a trio of beavers swimming in the ponds and ambling along the banks of the Corning Preserve. But such wildlife sightings are few and far between. When I walk, I expect to see pavement, parking lots and multibuildings. Not animals."

Click here to read the whole thing.

Add Comment
Add comment