Persistence of Pigeons Parking

Every morning during the week I park my car in the same spot as I am usually first to arrive in the parking lot. Recently, when I get out of the car, pigeons fly in and gather around me. Last week three or four would gather, but this morning 14 pigeons flew in and stood in front of me. I assume they are expecting a handout like most people I encounter early in the morning downtown. Since I had nothing to offer them other than a few words of encouragement, like Saint Frances of Assisi, I gave them a short sermon. Then I gathered my things out of the trunk of my car and headed to the office.

Fourteen pigeons hoping for a handout got a short sermon instead.

48 thoughts on “Persistence of Pigeons Parking

      • Indeed! No wonder you always get a perfect shot. They wait and pose for you cos they know you’ll capture them in their most flattering bit.

      • Birds can be a bit stuck on themselves because of their beauty. Thanks, Ruelha.

  1. Ah, that was enjoyable, but it brought back memories long lost. PArticularly when I was fit enough to visit Bulwell and fed the pigeons, average attendance 200, from the bridge over the River Leen. That was when I started talking to them while they were dining.
    What I wouldn’t give to be able to do it still.
    But the memories are still with me, cheers, Sir!

    • I sure hope so. When I get up in the morning I have cats and birds begging. When I get home I have cats and birds begging. When I go to work I have people and birds begging. What’s the common element? Lots of begging going on. Thanks, Tiffany.

    • Hahahahaha! Like most adherants, they continued on with their life as usual not paying attention to the preacher. Thanks, doerfpub.

  2. I hope what your preached was inspiring and uplifting, creating a moment of reflection, not only for the flock but for the rest of us. πŸ™‚

    • It was uplifing, as they flew away soon aftwards. Inspiring? that’s probably debatable. Thanks, David.

  3. Great writing photo and literary composition! The long morning shadows in the first…then that cold cracked pavement with the scattered flock in the second. Nice!

  4. I love the photo and the beautiful writing.
    “Since I had nothing to offer them other than a few words of encouragement, like Saint Frances of Assisi, I gave them a short sermon. Then I gathered my things out of the trunk of my car and headed to the office.”
    xoxo

    • They are there in different numbers every morning. Not as many this morning. Maybe they didn’t want another sermon. Thanks, Resa.

    • It’s something to be in the middle of a bunch of pigeons flying every which way. Thanks, Charlotte.

      • I remember the scads of pigeons in Madrid. And the feisty giant carp in the lake in the middle of Parque de Retiro. I also remember one evening we were sitting on a bench in a square in Madrid. As the sun was setting, the street lights came on, and thousands of cockroaches came pouring out of the drain grates. It would probably freak out most people, but we just watched as it was so amazing.

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