ooh that reminds menot strictly on topic, but a weird experience.
I was sitting on the back doorstep having a fag break last summer. It was a beautiful clear day, blue sky, sunshine, the lot. The cat had adopted its usual 'feed me' stance/mew at my feet.
A movement caught my eye and I looked up to see a thrush which had launched itself out of the apple tree half way down the garden, and which was flying up the garden at an incredible speed. I just had time to think 'EEK it had better swerve/slown down or it's going to hit the...' *thud*. Bird/window interface. The sky complete with fluffy clouds was reflected beautifully in the window so it was either a very confused bird or just plain suicidal.
It lay there on the path with its neck broken, while the cat could hardly contain itself at the idea of such speedy fresh food delivery.
(I was sitting on the back doorstep having a fag break last summer. It was a beautiful clear day, blue sky, sunshine, the lot. The cat had adopted its usual 'feed me' stance/mew at my feet.
A movement caught my eye and I looked up to see a thrush which had launched itself out of the apple tree half way down the garden, and which was flying up the garden at an incredible speed. I just had time to think 'EEK it had better swerve/slown down or it's going to hit the...' *thud*. Bird/window interface. The sky complete with fluffy clouds was reflected beautifully in the window so it was either a very confused bird or just plain suicidal.
It lay there on the path with its neck broken, while the cat could hardly contain itself at the idea of such speedy fresh food delivery.
weevilstepmother,
Wed 15 Oct 2003, 18:02,
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in our living room at homethere is a big window out to the back garden at one end and a big mirror at t'other. sometimes birds see reflection of trees etc and try to fly through the room to the other side, most birds rebound painlessly off the window and fly away. one day something big swooped down and slammed hard into the window, the reverberation knocked a picture off the wall and we had a very artistic bird shape in blood and feathers left on the window - true story
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manolith hooray for me,
Thu 16 Oct 2003, 11:53,
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