SOL March 29

I slid my skis around, and poled myself towards the lift. We hopped on, and the chair pulled off the ground. I unzipped my pocket, and pulled out my sandwich. After I bit into and took a few bites I noticed a grey bird flying towards us. It kept coming, and fluttered its wings a few feet away from us. It must be after my sandwich, I thought. The bird came again, and tried to get at a crumb in someones hand. After we skied down again I got onto the lift, and this time we pulled out a bag of chocolate and cookies. I saw the bird coming again, and sure enough, it landed on the tip of my ski pole, a few feet away. Another bird flew up, and then they both left.