When I Thought They Were Blackbirds
8 min readFeb 21, 2019
The glob swung and jumped and swayed across the east. We were parked beside a Hale County road, facing the peeking light of the sun which hadn’t yet crested the horizon. The evidence of the rising sun always precedes the arrival of the ball itself in the flatness of the Panhandle.
I first thought the glob was just a bubble sliding across one of my eyes, but when I winked one eye and then the other it…
