Wednesday, November 21, 2018

Daily Dose

From The Passenger Pigeon, by John James Audubon


"The air was literally filled with Pigeons; the light of noon-day was obscured as by an eclipse; the dung fell in spots, not unlike melting flakes of snow; the continued buzz of wings had a tendency to lull my senses to repose."

From page 7

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