Welcome to Benicia, CA where the streets are lined with trees and quaint buildings (many from over 100 years ago!).
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Where they don't tear down those old buildings, they convert them into stores, & businesses,
or move them into a dry dock until they can be placed or even recycled!
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Welcome to a town where there are plenty of beautiful views in every direction.
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This paradise is on "the other side of the bridge", so some folks in my area think it's too far of a drive to make, but (shhhhhh, don't tell) it's only 15 minutes from my front door. I worked in this town for seven years, and always enjoyed seeing the sun on the water in the early light as I made my way over the bridge.
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At the end of First Street, the birds gather expectantly near the pier
every morning and wait...
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for a black van that pulls up at about 8:00 AM, driven by the
Bird Lady Of Benicia.
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She parks in the spot the birds loyally reserve for her, gets out and tosses food for 2 groups of birds.
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Group One is pigeons (I love them), red-wing black birds (I love them too!) and ducks. She gives them rice from a big bag,
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while Group Two is the gulls, who get a different grain, about 15 feet away from Group One.
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She feeds them separately because the gulls would peck and trample Group One, she says. Not nice, but she loves them just the same.
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Wings beat and flutter inches from my shoulders. They are so busy feasting during their daily ritual, they don't notice my feet next to theirs.
I love pigeons. They are misunderstood flying jewels. They are gorgeous, gentle birds. When I see the sun hitting the underside of their wings in a flock of them flying over-head, I can feel them soaring.
I love the blackbirds for their sleek & shiny black feathers and the cranky, chirping song patterns they utter. It's one of my favorite sounds on earth.
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With the bridge toll of $5.00, it's worth the price of admission to occasionally head over the bridge for the show. The Bird Lady's got a really good gig if you ask me!