On a fine morning I saw a flock of pigeons are resting on a branch of a tree. It seems like they dont bother about morning, takeing an hour of extra nap. The photograph feels like I am on the roof of the building, but actually I am on a road. The house is build in a way on the hill that in front of the ground floor there is a road and the top floor has another. Those pigeons has remembered me the winter morning when we enjoy bed.
