The Birds
I awoke this morning to a strange whooshing noise outside the house. At first I thought it might be the wind, but that didn't quite sound right.
Later, I saw shadows passing the window and I looked outside to see thousands of birds in the backyard.
I grabbed my iPhone and went outside.
The strange sound was soon explained: the whoosh was the sound of their wings when the entire flock would take to flight at once.
It was a magnificent sight.
After a bit they left the neighborhood, but not before eating all the berries on my dogwoods and leaving a mess on the deck and the Foodie Daughter's car.
Oddly enough, I later caught up with that same flock up in town.
After all, it's not that difficult to miss a flock that large.
4 comments:
Beautemous!
Years ago, I was in the open carport behind the lattice work on which I had espaliered pyracantha growing. I heard a noise like an engine, looked up, and saw hundreds of birds on the pyracantha, eating the berries, which they promptly shat on my steps and deck. It was awesome!
Gosh. Look at the times of my comments. I've been up a looooong time.
This flock was so large that it took up three yards. Keep in mind that each of our yards is
an acre and that some of the birds were sitting in the trees in the woods behind us.
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