^^did you see the movie, The Queen? I don’t remember that period of time, I guess I wasn’t tuned into what was going on in England, but was that story pretty much true, or highly dramatized? Was/Is the Queen’s husband that much of a stuffed shirt, or is the attitude of the British people that of acceptance of the royal behavior?
Also in the movie, a young girl gives the Queen flowers after her reluctance for open expression of grief, kind of signifying that the people understood her position, or at least accepted it.
Anyway, I’m feeling real guilty this morning for being unable to avoid killing one of these on the way into work:
It must have been injured or something because I saw it sitting in the other lane of traffic as I approached, and expected it to fly or jump away onto the shoulder. Instead, as I approached, it avoided an oncoming car by turning and jumping into my lane, just as I passed.
It was gross because I felt the clump under my rear wheel and looked in the mirror to see feathers everywhere in the air behind me. Sucked. And mourning doves are so cool. They always travel in pairs, and just hang out on the ground around our bird feeder, picking up seeds that the perching birds drop.
Speaking of birds, did you know that bluejays, as nasty as they can be to the other bird species, stealing their eggs and hatchlings, are one of the few species that will actually band together to fight off a threat.
When a larger predatory bird enters a bluejays nesting area, they squawk out a very frantic and recognizable call that all the other jays in the neighborhood respond to. They’ll band together to drive the predator off.
This happened yesterday morning as a hawk had flown into the trees in my backyard, and the noise that erupted from the jays was near deafening. We knew something was up when we heard it, and after a minute or so, saw the hawk beeline it out of the trees, emptyhanded.
