You never know who you will run across when you go out and run errands. Sometimes I see people that I think I should know, but for the life of me I can’t recall their names or where I might know them from. Perhaps they are neighbors that I just don’t see often enough to really know. But then there are days like this morning’s trip to the bank and I see my old buddy, Ed, in the drive through lane next to mine. That was a nice surprise.
At the pet store I walked through the bird section and some some doves in a cage. It reminded me of the mourning doves that sit on the telephone wires in front of my house and coo every day. They are great birds to watch and their call is so distinctive. I wonder why they are not trapped and sold as pets more often?