Today I was out running errands on my lunch when I came upon a lot of birds sitting on a telephone wire. And by a lot I mean A LOT. Hundreds, I would bet. Several of them would take flight and bounce through the air like rocks skipping on the water. As I watched them I thought, “They look so happy.” Which led to wondering if I had ever seen a bird I thought was mad. Aside from the Eagle at the Willow Park Zoo who turned his non-beak side to me and tried to use me as a poo target, I don’t recall ever looking at a bird and thinking they were anything but happy. In my imagination, birds are the happiest of creatures.
I know. Random.
And now another Random Though. If I were a bird, I would want to live here: