A strange one to say in the least. I have never been one of those girls that you see snapping photos every two seconds when I am out with my friends and then looking at them to make sure they are cute enough to post on facebook.
If anything, I pose so the turnout is the opposite. Don't believe me? Well, then do not take photos with me. However, I have developed an affinity of taking a specific kind of photo.
Have you even been at a stop light only to look up and see a massive crowd of birds lined from end to end on a telephone wire?
If you say no then you don't live around the city, and I'm sorry--or jealous. I'm not sure. Anyway, I had a roommate in college who used to call this scene: Bird Church.
And the more that I witness this event, the more I am in amazement. I apologize that I did not partake in viewing the lunar eclipse last night, however, I did sit in awe this morning at the line of birds above my car.
And it makes you wonder, doesn't it? Stare at this congregation long enough and you realize you're either on that line... or you're in the sky.
Why my friend called this bird church, I am not really certain, but it seems fitting. Think about it. A large community of flyers sitting and waiting on something bigger to come. Sitting as a coffle.
Boomba.
-S
