The pigeon sisters visit me every day and they peck around for seeds that have fallen from the small bird feeder in the tree above. Sometimes I imagine conversations that they’re having with each other. They’re not big conversations because pigeons have limited vocabulary. They are usually about a stick that one of them has found and wants to carry around, or about the view from the fence post.
I have another story about the ducks in the nature reserve and one lone pheasant. But I’ll save that for another day.
P.S. – It is Martin Luther King, Jr. Day in the United States. Oh that we can remember him well and live by his words:
“Darkness cannot drive out darkness; only light can do that. Hate cannot drive out hate; only love can do that.” MLK