Magna wrote:
I'm back. I informed some birds of your well wishes, Isabella, including a flock of pigeons perched across the sunny eastward face of the roof on an old house in a working class neighborhood as the cold breeze pushed the rattling leaves as they were racing to the past in a futile attempt to get back on the branch....
Good walk. Now...coffee time!
Thank you so much! There was a murder of crows out my window earlier during a storm! Pathetic fallacy while reading WH! I do love birds! (insert Hitchcockian music...)
Is
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