Something odd happened this afternoon. Even the randomly-placed sticks and tree detrius arranged with no particular care around generally-boring pipes leading to holes in the ground noticed it.
I was on my midday walkie in the North Park Blocks, like always.
Things are green and lovely today – it’s our first real day of spring…
But I could tell that something was amiss.
This MUST be the same two pigeons from yesterday. They are in the exact same spot as yesterday, they look exactly like the pigeons from yesterday, and well…
They fly away with wild abandon as I run at top speed – ears flopping in the wind – after them. MUST be the same pigeons.