It probably happens every year, but not always over our neighborhood, much less over our house.
As Keith and Austin traveled north on Lake Street, returning home after breakfast at Darlene’s, Keith could see a large flock of birds flying from northwest to southeast. The flock was crossing over Bolivar Road north of the baptist church, somewhere over our neighborhood. As they approached the intersection, Keith shared with Austin how he had seen a similar flock of birds 7-8 years ago while walking with Harvey and how amazing the experience was as a stream of thousands of birds stretched over a mile long passed overhead for minutes at a time. Keith proceeded to pull into the neighborhood in hopes of driving under the flock, but the birds were gone before he even crossed the intersection.
Upon arriving home, however, Austin commented that he could still hear the birds in the distance. Only a few moments after that realization, the next flock of birds proceeded to pass directly over head. While the second flock was smaller than the first, it still lasted for nearly 2 minutes. The experience was amazing as Keith remembered it so many years ago. Austin thought it was cool. Victoria ran out of the house excited too: she had captured the first flock on video and was appreciating the grandness of the experience.
It was a wonderful moment. To glimpse the awesomeness of nature in all its glory was spectacular, but the coolest part of it all was seeing and hearing our family (with increasingly varied and divergent interests) sharing in an experience with equal appreciation of its grandeur.