through the eyes of the a70

I remember when I was young loved to chase the pigeons too. It was fascinating how they have this love/hate relationship with you. They would fly to just a few feet away – just enough so you can’t catch them, then when you stop chasing them, they come towards you, looking for any signs of food. I was amused by these flying species. Then the cycle starts over again.

Ah, that puts a smile on my face.