The queues a little lighter but still there, slow moving traffic both sides of the road
Unnoticed a pigeon attempts the crossing, it fails to get the height and is clipped by the side of an ongoing lorry . A moulded corner falls away bounces on the road and with it the cloud of feathers and out stretched wings.
The car but one in front swerves
The bodies, bird and lorry part, land between the lanes and we drive through the flurry of small white feathers, too late to call surrender.
A shock to the start of the morning, a reminder of the fragility of life.