We were recently in Toronto for a few days. We hadn't been there since last October.
En route home, we took the "backroads" from Kingston to Prescott.
Tourist season hadn't begun yet, but there were boats in the water.
Then we had an experience we've never had before... Suddenly a large bird, flying low, flew towards the top left corner of our windshield. Terry and I were both shocked - it happened so quickly and unexpectedly!
I waited for the familiar thud of a bird hitting a window. We hear it at least once a summer as birds fly straight into our windows at home.
Would our windshield crack?!
But no! No thud, no crack. It slid over the roof of the car. The vehicle behind us swerved so as not to hit it.
All I can say is - I hope it survived.
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