I got bombed by a rook this morning, who intentionally dropped a stick on me while I was innocently walking by.

That’s one point of view.

But of course, what might have happened, though I can’t prove it, is that the rook was flying past with a beak-full of material for maintaining the nest, and accidentally dropped her stick.

The whole of life, my life and yours, is full of such happenings. Things that could have more than one explanation. And quite often we put a twist on the truth in our minds. Especially when it comes to other people’s intentions and motivations.

There’s usually a more prosaic and less interesting explanation for things, and I usually go for a walk to get a more realistic perspective on all of that.

But I’m not sure that’s a solution anymore, now that those pesky rooks are out to get me.