There was a man who lived in MetroParkCentralis and missed the blue birds of his youth and didn't care much for the birds in his neighborhood.
So he made his own and put them everywhere, where they have stayed for quite some time. You see them scattered throughout the neighborhood in ones and twos, perched for the long haul.
People around here reckon you need a passport to cross over to the western bank of the formerly flaming river. I argue that you don't actually need a passport to cross over to the west.
You just need it in order to get back to this side.
3 comments:
I love these blue birds.
I assume they're made of glass? Nice work, that.
Yep, glass. Really nice little birds.
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