Last weekend, I tried to get my family to watch a Hitchcock film. We all sat down together and pulled up the Netflix menu in search of The Birds, a movie that scared me to death when I was a kid.
Can you believe Netflix doesn't have one Hitchcock listed on their menu?
So disappointing when you want to see a good 60's thriller, which aren't all that thrilling when compared to what you see on the screen today. We had to settle for watching re-runs of Psych instead.
It was a blessing in disguise though, because today my yard was a scene from the movie.
I was in the kitchen making cherry pie, when Elphie started barking by the back door. I looked out the window and saw black crows gathering in mass, one at a time. They sat there in silence,
on my back wall,
my neighbor's back wall,
and in all of the trees.
At one point there were at least 60 crows just sitting. No cawing or chirping at all.
It creeped me out big time.
Where did they all come from, the pumpkin patch corn maze? And what were they doing hanging out in my yard?
I'm definitely skipping Hitchcock this year and going back to my good old stand-by,
The Ghost and Mr. Chicken.