Walking along the Hudson last weekend, something seemed off. The birds weren’t the typical bunch. My husband, who’s somewhat of an aviary guy, started to stare in fascination- he was certain these weren’t ‘New York’ birds. As we stared at the ever-growing flock in Battery Park City, we realized that these circlers were in migration. They were making a weekend pit-stop (insert amusing NYC joke here), much like my McDonald coffee breaks along I95. Coincidentally (or perhaps not), the next day I stumbled across this fantastic mural by Kai and Sunny, measuring 20 x 26ft, entitled Migration East. It’s lively and energetic, much like the real thing.