I’m travelling* today but I have some (and by “some” I of course mean “a lot of”) posts set to publish while I’m on the road. Hope you enjoy them.
For now I leave you with a phone photo of my very own freedom fighter who I met in a stairwell yesterday after my hurdle was jumped:
Poppy loves pigeons, no lie. I helped her escape through the door into the sunlight after I sufficiently annoyed her with picture taking.
Happy Friday, all!
PS - You look hot in that shirt. Just sayin’.
*That’s English for “traveling”. You unEnglish crack me up with your single Ls.
Man thanks for noticing again how hot I look. You look lovely yourself.
Judging by the graffiti, you must be in the south bronx. Either that, or you have decided to tag the stairwell with your marks.
Srsly, what ghetto are you visiting today?
Empanada, thank you!
Pat, I assure you it’s a stairwell of a parking garage attached to a bank in “France” and Dawg tells me our graffiti is about 10 years behind the graffiti of NYC.
Have a good trip. Be safe!
I guess they should be called the “Travelling Willburys” then.
Have fun travelllllllling!
I look good because I finally brushed my teeth. It’s the little details that make the whole picture pop.
Then clearly you do not have the pigeons living in the gutters of your house pooping on top of your BBQ. I love the neighborhood kestrels and doves, but the pigeons, not so much