Got back from the Caravaggio show in Ottawa last night (mostly filler but the Ted Herzog photo show was great) and there was a racing pigeon on the stoop, blown off course by Irene. Lily got its contact info from leg bands and contacted the Canadian Racing Pigeon Union, Laval local of les Ailes… Still waiting to hear who’s lost a bird. In the meantime the pigeon is sheltered in Hank’s old dog case looking pretty forlorn. If I had the wings of a angel, Over these prison walls I would fly…wait a sec! I do have wings.