NOT part of a Hitchcock movie...

All through this trip I've experience birds that seem to either have a death wish, or are playing "chicken" (probably an appropriate name for a fowl creature to play, now that I think of it).

They seem to dive bomb my bike as I'm cruising down the road. Just before they get to me, they swoop away. Kinda freaks you out a little.

At first I thought maybe I look like some sort of bird food from up in the air. But orange bird food? What are birds eating these days, Cheetos?

Then I figured it out. My mom was always fascinated by flight. She loved to fly and always talked about hoping to come back as a bird if reincarnation was true.

I think she's come back.

Her soul must be transferring from bird to bird, to swoop down, get my attention and remind me to be safe and pay attention to what's going on in front of me.

Thanks Mom! (But did you have to be so dramatic?)