Week of January 22, 2012:
Thursday: Strength exercises + some yoga
Friday: Bike commute
Saturday: Bike ride + short run
Last week was a hard week, but it redeemed itself on Friday night when a flock of grackels descended upon the intersection of Texas Avenue and Holloman Drive. There must have been hundreds of them. They do this periodically and in this same location. I happened to be there because I decided that grocery shopping was the way to redeem a Friday that left my feathers ruffled. (I am ridiculous. I went grocery shopping three times last week. Insanity! Also, I have a lot of food at home now, which feels blissful to me.)
I always wonder, when the grackels descend, what other people think of this otherworldly experience. I love it. There’s something magical to me about flocks of birds, the way they congregate and talk to each other and flit from one sitting spot to another. And they’re loud too! It’s hard not to notice the grackels, but do other people stop to watch them the way I do? Do other people whip out their cameras to catch them on (digital) film? I don’t know. But I am grateful for the way the grackels always lift me out of my self-absorbed, grouchy funk and remind me to look up.