I don’t have a lot for you today coming off of a three-day holiday weekend, but I do want to share this passage from Brideshead Revisited with you.
If you’re scoring at home, it’s on page 259.
Evelyn Waugh compares memories to pigeons and the rest of us are better off for it. Tell me this isn’t an incredibly written paragraph.
I want to go sit on a park bench, feed a pigeon, and reminisce about my childhood in Georgia.
