Yesterday I was at the right place, at the right time!
And then I ruined it.
They say that people are so caught up in getting that 'perfect' Facebook moment in a picture, that they aren't enjoying the actual moment itself.
As I was reading through the article, I thought to myself, 'Well, no, I do both.'
I don't take my pictures specifically for Facebook purposes. I've always been a photo maniac, from the time I was little, (and now I'm the chick who takes 500 pictures when I go to concerts), so in a lifetime of picture taking, I've learned to master enjoying the moment, and capturing it.
Or so I thought, until yesterday.
I was letting the cat out, mid-afternoon, and I stood on the deck for a minute to take in some fresh air.
Then I heard it.
It was like a rumble, coming from the back of the house, and it was getting louder, fast.
All of a sudden they came around the corner, a giant flock of birds that looked like a huge sheet flying in the wind.
There had to be at least 50 of them. Probably more.
They all came to an abrupt stop, landed in my snow-covered hedge a few feet away with a big whoooooosssshh , and sat there.
It was amazing! They just appeared out of nowhere, at the exact moment I was standing there, and there were SO MANY of them, I couldn't help but just stare.
But only for a few short seconds, before the thought hit me, 'I've got to get a picture of this!', and turned and ran for my camera.
When I got back, they were gone. All that was left was the empty, frozen hedge.
I cursed myself for running for the camera, and missing the moment they all took flight, because I think that would have been just as beautifully cool as their sudden arrival.
If I had stayed, and enjoyed them for only a few seconds more, I wouldn't have missed that moment.
And, it's not like I got the shot anyway.
Guess I haven't quite mastered both after all, so I'm glad I saw them for the time I did.
I have no idea what they were. I'm not a 'bird person'.
They were small, and grey and white with black (I think). It all happened so fast, and I was so taken aback by their appearance, I wasn't really sure what I was looking at. But I know they weren't crows or blue jays or cardinals or seagulls.
They might have been chickadees.
It was simply one of those unexpected 'nature moments' that leaves you going 'Wow ... that was really cool.' and unless you have a camera hanging around your neck at the time, forget the pic, stay and enjoy that moment, because in the next heartbeat, it will be gone, and you will have missed both.
Oh, and the next time you're reading an article on Facebook, or someone else's comment, and think to yourself, that you're not like that article, or comment ... careful ... Mother Nature may decide to call you on that.
Or Alfred Hitchcock. Just sayin'.