In moments when your heart is so blue it can barely hold itself upright, if you see a shadow pigeon walking on the other side of the glazed window, and then a pigeon on each of the three lamp posts you can see through the clear top half of the same window, and then, in the evening sky, flocks of pigeons flying home -- some light, some a darker grey -- I bet you lighten up a jot.
We've all been through a phase of clicking pigeon photographs, or are still there.
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Hang in there...
dil kabutar...
Hope you're feeling unblue, of course, but just have to say, I'm amazed that pigeons can give anyone joy. They're terrible birds: can't find their way out of a room, invariably get caught in the fan blades before you can turn the fan off; and most importantly, they're screwing all the time! It's enough to make anyone blue.
Unless it's the thought of pigoens flying away that makes you happy? It would me... :D
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