Wednesday, 27 November 2013

 A flicker of movement on the verandah caught our eye, and suddenly there was Percy Pigeon admiring himself in the rainwater on the glass-topped table.

 He wasn't only there for the narcissistic opportunity, he was thirsty, too.

It was quite surprising how much he drank before flying off, undoubtedly at Maximum All-up Weight.

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