Seems it never rains in southern California
Seems I’ve often heard that kind of talk before
It never rains in California, but girl don’t they warn ya
It pours, man it pours.
(c) Copyright 1972 by Landers-Roberts Music.
After yet another Southern California winter storm blew through, I was merrily typing away on my computer when I noticed quite the ruckus outside. Birds, birds and more birds. All over the place. At first, I thought they were just along the electrical wires in the back of the house, but stepping outside and around the corner, I noticed they were all around the house.
Not wanting to miss this, I got my camera, and headed outside. While I was on the phone, wearing a headset. In my pjs and slippers. With a stained sweatshirt on. As the fire truck and ambulance drove by.
I snapped a few of the birds in the back yard…
then a few of them in the trees of the front yard
Then some of them across the street
All at once, they’d all take flight and rotate to a new place.
(more pictures at http://flickr.com/photos/vitasenzalimiti/)