Here’s what must be my shortest slice ever: me being oddly amused by the local flying frack enjoying breakfast.
I was minded of when my sons were toddlers picking up and tossing food with their hands. I looked very much like this. Now, here is a sentence that you won’t read every day…. the pigeon was cleaner.
It’s been a slow week – what can I tell you? Apparently nothing.
Let’s see how others are slicing it what left of this Tuesday…
Slice of Life Tuesdays
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