This Is Getting Embarrassing...

I still haven't managed to catch a shot of the egg. I can't believe how long it's been. Unbelievably, despite my pushing my nose up against the window and shouting, "SHOW ME YOUR BABY... WHY WON'T YOU SHOW ME YOUR BABY???" ParentPigeon is nonplussed. S/he just tilts her head and dilates a pupil at me.

But, in the interest of photo content, I thought I'd show off my 10-Daily-Minutes-Of-Natural-Light as evidenced through pigeon halo.

Because the space between my building and the one next to it is only about three feet wide, I get my only natural living-room light between about 1:15 and 1:25 PM every day, give or take depending on season. So, here is ParentPigeon, in all its androgynous glory, enjoying 10 minutes of vitamin D, glaring pupil and all.

In other news, yesterday I had to make an emergency sweatshirt purchase at Brooklyn Industries (with whom, by the way, I disagree on the appropriate cost of a sweatshirt), the temperature having dropped beyond my tshirt's comfort zone. My purchase? Zip-up hoody with "Brooklyn" across the chest, and a little pigeon silhouette standing atop the "Y".

Yes, they Put A Bird On It. Seemed fitting.