Well, I was gonna blog about how our front porch turned into a pigeon graveyard. But really, how much is there to say. We came home, saw a big grey lump in front of our door. Got closer, turned out to be a pigeon. It wouldn't fly away, but we were able to get it away from the door. Went inside, and Liz would check on the bird occasionally. Couple of hours later, the pigeon was dead End of story.
Monday, June 23, 2008
May... I Mean, June Flowers
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