The Rocky Mountains / Kamloops, British Columbia, by Margaret Ullrich, part 21, Transplanting

Today started with a hazy morning.

Paul and I went for a walk.

It began raining when we were a block from home.

When we passed under a street light, something white landed in front of us.

Three crows were perched on the street light's cross bar.

The white stuff was a load of bird poop.

The heavy rain and poop missed us by that much.

Timing is everything.





Now that we're retired it