In walking around Old City tonight, mama and I stumbled onto this scene:
We walk past here all of the time, and it’s usually an empty lot. The chair caught mama’s attention, but the pigeons caught mine.
Ah, it’s art.
You could have fooled me. I was pretty intent on getting at some of those tasty pigeons.
I stared at them for quite awhile, waiting for one to make a move closer to my mouth. Alas, they don’t move at all. Cool for mama, disappointing for me.