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Adventures of the Postal Pigeon

Sandra Tayler's Journal

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A cobble by itself is just a small stone, but when many of them lay together they create a path . My life is made up of many discrete parts. I have to find ways to fit them all into place so that I can continue to journey where I desire to go. This journal records some of the cobbles that create my path.

Adventures of the Postal Pigeon

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About a week ago I opened my mailbox and burst into laughter. This is what I saw.

I think it was nice of the mailman to give her a pillow, don’t you?
I knew instantly who the pigeon was from. My friend Mary had tweeted a picture of her outgoing mail just a few days before. The pigeon was featured in the tweet along with a link to the Pigeon Post site. I even considered buying a pigeon kit because the whole idea seemed fun to me. Mary did not mention to whom she was sending the pigeon, hence my delighted surprise.

If you followed the link to the pigeon post page, you’ll note that postal pigeons have legs. This pigeon lost hers in transit.

But her message arrived intact. She sat on my counter for several days, and made me happy every time I looked at her. I was tempted to keep her, because of the happy, but the purpose of a postal pigeon is to carry messages, so I wrote a letter and refilled her pouch.

She went into the mail almost a week ago, so she has probably already arrived at someone else’s house. (First class mail arrives in two days.) I hope that friend is as happy to see her as I was.

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