Dora the red-tailed hawk grips the cross of St Nicholas of Myra on Avenue A and E 10th Street as a storm blows over the East Village.
She stayed there, standing up and head pointed into the wind, for over an hour until it got dark and she went to roost.
I've been seeing more of Dora lately than I have of Christo. They're both around, often perched atop Village View on First Avenue and E 4th Street, but I've been seeing Dora quite often along northern Avenue A.
As always, she is mysterious and bewitching...