Why do dead leaves leap into the road, impersonating small birds or rodents? They skitter across like small wild creatures lost in frantic escape from unseen predators.
It’s always puzzled me. And in the spring, they move like toads or frogs migrating to ancestral ponds, making driving along certain roads an emotional nightmare as they hop erratically across the road.
I am doomed to be a pedestrian for fear of careless killings.