Mother's day and walking

My mother came to the home and we welcomed her with the delicacy for lunch. We broiled drumfishes for the main dish. Drumfishes gave me the fish-eye, literally, before they sent to the oven.



After she left, we went to some walking. We met a cute little brown hair's. She sits on the road quaking,



then she's gone.



After a short wolk, We encountered pigeons sitting on the wall. Why in the world did they rest in such a difficult manner?