July 12 – Got ‘em! July 17 I wrote they were back twice. Got ‘em each time. And now this morning! Hope springs eternal in the breast of a pigeon. Oooooh. Now that almost sounds like dinner – I am in Paris after all! But, no. I only use my water pistol. Got ‘em again. Now just stay away.
Oh. That reminds me of one of my favorite kids rhymes… As I was going up the stair, I met a man who wasn’t there. He wasn’t there again today, I wish, I wish he’d stay away.