luck
a stunning, cloudless, azure sky.
a swirling, twirling flight of a hundred city pigeons overhead.
a cascade of downy, grey feathers in its wake.
a blessedly poop-free moment during a downtown walk.
the misadventures of a gal with a laptop, a love of cake and an insatiable hunger for all things silly.
2 comments:
if you don't get bombed by bird carcasses or poop, it's a good day!
love
"consy"
being pooped on a pigeon is considered good luck in some cultures.
being pooped on by a hundred pigeons is considered a big mess in every culture.
:-)
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