This is the blog of a prune picker. (Native born Californian) Retired oilfield. I am an old man. I blog a lot about my body and getting old. As I approach death life gets more interesting. More interesting is not good. I still drive. I attend sports, music, and civic events. I am writing my memoirs. I attend swim class three times a week. Some of my blogs might be interesting. A lot of my blogs are silly and trivial. None are very long.
Friday, September 16, 2011
The pigeons of the Grove Street Cemetery.
When I first entered the cemetery I noticed a yellow peace sign on the sidewalk. It turns our that it was made of birdseed. I noticed the birds on top of the gate.
Then they gathered on the birdseed.
And really gathered.
It was a sight when they were scared off.
The man at the cemetery said they had been feeding the birds for 35 years.
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