On 85, heading north, just before our Mountain View work exit, we would see a long wire FULL of gray pidgeons...and only ONE white one. I always became introspective when I saw the lone individual. Was he/she the rogue artist? The loner? The social outcast? Was that me swimming against the tides? Hmmmm
Beautiful bird piece, one not to be forgotten. Thank you.
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On 85, heading north, just before our Mountain View work exit, we would see a long wire FULL of gray pidgeons...and only ONE white one. I always became introspective when I saw the lone individual. Was he/she the rogue artist? The loner? The social outcast? Was that me swimming against the tides? Hmmmm
Beautiful bird piece, one not to be forgotten. Thank you.
What a lovely sound and what a unique idea. Thanks for bringing it to our attention.
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