There's a pigeon nesting under Main Street's awning, right above the bargain table. I have mixed feelings:
1. It's essentially a rat with wings, BUT
2. It's all fluffed up and making pleasant cooing noises, AND
3. It's amusing to watch its mate show up with potential nest additions (bus tickets; twigs; torn scraps of Metro and 24 Hours) which are then rejected and flung down on the sidewalk.
So the pigeon stays for now. I'll take the nest down once the fledglings can fly.
Moral of the story: if you plan to browse the bargain table, bring a hat.
(Today's soundtrack: Genesis, Pigeons)
