“Hope” is the thing with feathers – That perches in the soul – And sings the tune without the words – And never stops — at all – And sweetest — in the Gale — is heard – And sore must be the storm – That could abash the little Bird That kept so many…
Faces in Food
If I could find more faces in food, this would be a regular series.
Pigeon Masters of Culinary Adaptation
Refined carbs aren’t any better for pigeons than they are for us. But urban birds, used to groveling for handouts, will take what they can get. This mottled pigeon person stumbled upon a bounty in Mission Bay. We could hear a gang of gulls on the approach so the pigeon was in his own Amazing…
Everyday Translucence
I was filling up the compost pail and decided the items on my fridge deserved a photographic tribute for the good works they do.
