Crossings

I got off the bus one stop early a few weeks back, thinking I’d stretch my legs and get some steps in. As I approached a slip road, I noted that a line of cars had formed. There’s a pedestrian crossing ahead so I assumed they were stopping for a pedestrian.

As I drew nearer, I glanced over the roof of the vehicles. I couldn’t see anyone on the road. It wasn’t until I pulled up to the crossing that I saw right there on the ground were a couple of pigeons making their way to the other side.

The kindness of humanity never ceases to amaze me.