When I see a dead animal on my path, I always stop to look. When they’re alive, they don’t normally let you get so close. In the middle of a Paris sidewalk, this pigeon seemed to have fallen asleep on its back. During the brief moment I stood there, two passers-by came over and the three of us contemplated the bird together.
What to do? Is it breathing? No, I don’t think so… He was a peaceful sight, with his heart-shaped wings in diffused light. The woman then quickly took action, pulled out a tissue from her purse and moved the pigeon off to the side, safe from pedestrian traffic. It was a short moment, three strangers stopping to acknowledge this little bird who seemed to have lain down in peace on our city’s sidewalk.