At last, at last

The moss was bright green, it flowers at this time of year.  The waters of the Creek were golden in the sunlight and the pigeons were out in a row all happily basking in the sun. Although it was sunny the air was chilly; didn’t seem to bother the pigeons though who seemed to be wheeling about for sheer pleasure. Who can blame them?

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