Word of the day: Engastration – stuffing of one bird inside another (I’m not sure why this word exists, but it’s beautiful).
Weather: patchy
Mood: patchy
I went out for a wander around London today. I like to walk under the railway tracks. I was walking towards one archway, when I saw a cloud of pigeons rise up, flutter about for a bit, then land again. I stopped to watch and this happened a couple more times. Then I walked closer and saw a woman was feeding them, whole bags of seed tipped onto the pavement. She was a bit hostile at first, but when I bumped into her five minutes later doing the same thing in the park, we gave each other a nod of recognition. It was good, I like to feel I have points of contact around the city. That I know what’s going on, the important things.
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Engastration- wonderfully Chaucerian. Thank you. (Sorry, pun on cally-pigeon?)
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I try to bring you the great words 🙂 Cally pigeon? I’m not sure what that is.
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Simple acts of kindness–seldom recognised but most important. Touched by the pigeon lady and by you, for acknowledging her…
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That’s what it felt like, just a happy moment of connection between two strangers. Always makes life better 😀
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As I read this, you reminded me of the kind and sweet pigeon lady from Home Alone 2.
It’s strangely beautiful when you meet strangers and it doesn’t seem as if they are strangers.
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Agreed 🙂
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I should get a photo of the pigeons lined up along the roof edge across the street from my work. I feel like I am in a bad Alfred Hitchcock movie……
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Yes, it’s always quite creepy when they gather, waiting…
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