As I left my house this morning, I heard a strange noise in the sky and looked up to see what had to be about 1,000 Grackles flying in droves over my house. They came from behind me in what seemed like endless waves as I just stood there staring, dumbfounded in amazement. Definitely a Hitchcockian moment, to be sure... Finally, it occurred to my tiny brain that I should try to take a picture of them. By the time I rummaged around in my black hole of a purse for my iPad, the numbers had thinned considerably, but I still like the stark feel of this one. It matches my mood for the day. These fellas are headed south soon, I imagine. Maybe I'll get another show before they go. :-)
