As I passed the backyard of a neighboring house, there were at least ten pigeons fluttering and hovering trying to steal food from a feeder designed for small songbirds. Those big old birds looked oversized and out of place. They must have been humiliated. Where are the ladies with their sacks of cracked corn throwing handouts to the pigeons? I don’t know but these featherbrains need to find a new feed trough.
On My Walks
