This morning I was running around the house trying to do a million things before I left for work. Roland had already left so the house was quiet. I heard this weird noise and couldn't figure out what it was. It sounded like the wind but different.
As I went out the front door to get into my car, the noise was really loud, like a screeching. I looked over at the trees lining our driveway and saw all these black leaves falling into the corn field next to us. As I continued to look, I realized they weren't leaves - they were birds. They were diving bombing into the corn field in waves. There were hundreds of them. Or thousands, I'm not sure, but they were everywhere. One huge flock would swoop into the field and another would fly back up from the field to the trees.
It scared me to death.
One of the scariest movies I have ever seen (besides "The Wizard of Oz" and the Flying Monkeys. I just hear that music and it terrifies me to this day) is "The Birds." I thought I was in the movie. It was a gloomy morning, dark sky and these birds everywhere. I slowly walked to my car, convinced if I ran like those kids in the movie from the schoolhouse, they would swarm me. The hair was literally up on the back of my neck as I got into the car and took off down the driveway.
Isn't it funny how movies can give you those feelings of fear, death and destruction and make you look at things differently the rest of your life? I've never seen that many birds together in the city - but I course I didn't live next to a corn field. Another one of the hidden dangers of country life they don't tell you about.
So congrats to Mr. Hitchcock, wherever he may be. Your movie continues to scare the you-know-what out of me.
Since you all weren't at the farm this morning, here's a reminder of just how scary birds can be...