Early evening.
Plump wood pigeon contemplates
the meaning of Spring.
Author: Sarah Potter Writes
Sarah is a British eccentric who writes offbeat fiction, haiku and tanka poetry. When stuck for words, she sketches or paints instead. She's into nature conservation, sustainability, gardening, dogs, natural health, and reading. Her sociability is something that happens in short bursts with long breathing spaces in between.
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Beautiful words to compliment the photo 🙂
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Thank you, Christy 🙂
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What a great capture!
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Photo taken kneeling on my desk in my office upstairs, poking my camera through the small top window, with the camera set on telescopic lens!
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wow. the contortions we get into for a picture eh? but most often worthwhile, like this time.
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I’m sure he’s contemplating all the pigeon ladies out there 😉
Or more probably the need to build some kind of nest 🙂
Well captured Sarah!
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Yes, he does have a girlfriend but she kept flying off every time I tried to photograph the pair of them together. I think they both have some very promising plans for spring 🙂
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lovely. and in the photo, it is probably contemplating the spring:)
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Thank you 🙂 I love the way birds plump out their feathers, so they have giant bodies and tiny heads. When wood pigeons do that, their shape reminds me of fat storage jars topped with small stoppers.
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