Dance of the Green Flamingos

13 October 2025 – It is a sodden day. Sodden skies. Sodden streets. Sodden umbrellas over human heads. Sodden feathers atop that pigeon.

A dispirited context, in other words.

All the more reason to enjoy the flamingos.

Which, even though shocking pink…

are “green.”

One less car!

(Only later, looking more closely at the decal, do I notice it is one less car because somebody torched it, not because Rad Power chose to ride a bicycle.)

A final moment of appreciation for the total look, right down to those handsome wooden running boards…

and I go about my business.

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  1. Lynette d'Arty-Cross's avatar

    Ugh. That looks like a cold, nasty rain. We had a good dose of that yesterday. Love the pink flamingoes but not the burning car picture.

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  2. Bronlima's avatar

    Mean machine!

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