My buddy James was telling me that brown Pigeons are pretty rare. We came across one, and he and his girl are really into bird watching. He asked to get a picture of it.
So I made loud shrieking noises while running across the parking lot holding my phone in front of me on auto fire – like I was headed into an ancient battle with a sword.
Some people nearby were a little confused, but I got the shot.
It’s okay, I don’t really embarass easily anymore.
Finding Beazzy 