winding down
December 17, 2006An early morning (too early it turns out) trip to IKEA, a breakfast there to kill the 30 minutes before the store part opened, and the list is getting smaller. On the way to the car, there was a large, reddish splotch on the garage floor with feathers here and there. I had to stop.
A seagull seeking shelter from the cold, only to collide with an SUV in a hurry? A sacrificial chicken? All answers come, it seems, if you wait. As we neared the exit, what should bob into view but a pigeon.
