The Birds

When I was a young teenager my parents took the whole family to see the movie "The Birds" written and directed by Alfred Hitchcock. My mother was a fan of suspense and supernatural books and movies, so we were dragged along. That movie made an impression on me and I've never forgotten it. Since living here in our neighborhood we have a scene right out of the movie every day at seven in the morning and around five in the evening. Thousands of birds fly over our house and extend at least a quarter of a mile around us going northwest at seven in the morning and then back to the southeast at five in the afternoon. This last at least thrity minutes. It's an amazing scene.

I've never seen them up close but a cousin of mine that is a birder told me they might be grackles. But whatever they are they are leaving the area where they roost at night and going to an area where they feed during the day and then back to their roost in the late afternoon.

I can hear them coming and I love going out on the deck and watching them fly overhead. Not to worry though, because I have never been torpedoed with bird droppings. Evidently they don't poop during flight. Ha.

Christine