Mr and Mrs Wood Pigeon were a handsome couple. Not only that, but Mrs Wood Pigeon had laid an egg. It was a smooth, white, oval egg. They were both very proud of it. Mrs Wood Pigeon sat on it first, and then Mr Wood Pigeon had his turn at keeping the egg warm. For several days they took turns at incubating their fabulous egg.
Mr Wood Pigeon had another job in between sittings. He had to make sure the area around the nest was safe from enemies. There was one smart-alec male woodpigeon on the other side of the field. He clearly had his eye on Mrs Wood Pigeon. He would strut around, and then perform spectacular aerodynamics just to show off. And he imitated everything that Mr Wood Pigeon did. If Mr Wood Pigeon flew up in the air, the smart-alec would as well. If he flew down, so did the smart-alec. It was infuriating.
“One day I’m going to teach you a good lesson”, called out Mr Wood Pigeon to the smart-alec across the way. And he did! One lovely sunny afternoon, just after Mrs Wood Pigeon had taken over the care of the egg, Mr Wood Pigeon swooped across the field in pursuit of the smart-alec. The smart-alec flew towards him at a fantastic rate. They collided. WHAM!
Mr Wood Pigeon’s neck was broken. He’d flown into his reflection in the window of the house across the field. Mrs Wood Pigeon waited and waited, but Mr Wood Pigeon never came back.
No matter what I love the wood pigeons
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Yes – I like them too! The story is based on the one that flew into my window last month. 😦 I’ve since seen another pair flying around so I presume they are nesting.
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Something to reflect on
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My sister claims that she doesn’t clean her windows “to protect the birds”.
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How sad 😢
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Yes – it is sad – but I saw another pair fly by, so all is well!
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Glad to hear that 👍
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That is a heartbreaking story. The twist is ingenious but in the end it is the poignancy of the tragedy that prevailed.
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I agree, thanks Uma. As I’ve said somewhere else in the comments, the story came from a wood pigeon that flew into my window. They are quite big birds – about the size of a chicken.
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Wood pigeons keep crashing into windows but there are few who can get under their skin and depict their lives with empathy.
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That is very kind! (They say they make a delicious pie, but as an endangered species they are protected!)
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There you go, yet again!
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!!
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I might just have to boycott this fellow, in about 18 or so days!
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I shall be snooping around the blogosphere.
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This was fantastic! You’re on a winning streak this week!
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Thank you, Chelsea. For those who don’t know – Chelsea runs a weekly “Terrible Poetry” Contest that has had some pretty sophisticated winners! Here – https://chelseaannowens.com/2018/11/30/winner-of-the-third-weekly-terrible-poetry-contest/
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😀 Sophisticated, indeed.
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Oh Bruce you’re just trying to make me emotional now!
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Trying to make you emotional? God didn’t make little green apples, it don’t rain in Indianapolis in the summertime!
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