The city of squirrels

If you've never been to New York it actually doesn't mean that you don't know what New York is like. The picture you have of the city from all those movies and series you've grown up or old with have probably turned you into a regular of Times square, Broadway, Central Park, Wall Street, Madison Avenue, Brooklyn Bridge and of course of that magical ice skating ring where they always go around Christmas so that the first snow flakes of the year can start falling on their happy red cheeks before they dare to kiss... And you've probably explored the Liberty-statue-Manhattan-skyscraper-emerging-out-of-endless-sea overwhelming feeling as an immigrant from inside the screen and imagination before stepping foot on Ellis Island. Finally, you've gotten used to police cars rushing up and down the boulevards in weeping siren accompaniment, you've walked on thousands of smokey streets and you've taken hundreds of yellow cabs.



And while you're walking down Broadway, you probably feel like you remember all those small and big things around you and they somehow make you feel at home in this huge city of contrasts, which changes as much from grey November rain to golden Indian summer days, as from the bird-watching paradise in the heart of Central Park to the financial jungle on Wall Street, or from the Bronx to the 5th Avenue. You get the picture...


However, I bet you've never imagined the warm autumn trees at the bottom of those giants, the cosy Union Street market place, with old-style wine grapes and hot cider, the Sunday fair, the Spanish small-talk, and most importantly the Squirrels. I have seen more squirrels during my 3-4 days in New York than in my whole life until now, and I therefore proclaim New York The city of squirrels :)




Quiz


How many squirrels are captured in this picture?


How many jumping squirrels are captured in this picture?