Wednesday, September 16, 2009

The Three Feathers of the Parakeet

As much as I’d like it to be, the name of this post is not, in fact, taken from some obscure giallo film, Tre Piume del Parrocchetto. No, it refers to three literal feathers — tiny and more tropically colored than my Californian eyes are accustomed to seeing — that I found on the window sill on my back patio.


I don’t know how they got there. I imagine someone’s escaped parakeet stopped at my house while fleeing from a cage somewhere. I wish him well. Maybe he was heading to Telegraph Hill?

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