"Birds flying high, you know how I feel...."

Ah, Michael Buble (Bubble boy)......I was reminded of this song when I drove (that would be the past tense of 'to drive', which is a verb, which is an action word) across the Mission bridge. (bridge being a noun of course...person, place, thing or idea) He he. Well back to the birds. A whole flock (ooooo intense word, k I'm done with that, its just hard to get out of the grammar mode) of them were flying around the trees at the base of the bridge and they were having an amazing time! (personification) It looked like they were dancing to some strange melody that only they could hear....but others could feel. It was so invigorating seeing them swoop up and down in such large numbers. At one point they split into 3 groups and dove down in three different directions. So sweet. It made me giggle and clap my hands in glee (yes while driving). :) It was fabulous. Just thought I'd share that.