Re: Starlings
Starlings are amazing, aren't they. How they don't crash into each other I don't know.
A few years ago on witnessing this sight myself, I wrote this poem....
The Gathering
At a distance black snowflakes swirling in the air
Then closer still changing like smoke clouds
Thousands of starlings wheeling everywhere
Gathering together to roost in their crowds
Then down they go in a waterfall
Cascading into the reeds
All answering the call
Like a broken string of beads