At sunset I was turning into the country club where I go to take care of an elderly women, when a large flock of chickadees uniformly took off from one green side of the road diagonally across to the other side where there is a small pond a ways down. My car was going about 15 miles an hour. A speed that suited the birds just fine, because they flew "with" me. Surrounding me and gradually rolling over the car to give the continuous wave of birds a chance to fly with the Big Bird! This went on the whole way down the road!
The big emotional baby I can sometimes be over birds, critters and nature; I started to cry. For me this was one of the beautiful special moments in life. Even though I cried a few tears, it cheered me up tremendously on a day that had been a bad day.
