Tuesday, December 06, 2016

Avian convocation …

… A Murmuration of Starlings on a frozen afternoon on Otmoor - Mail Online - Peter Hitchens blog. (Hat tip, Dave Lull.)

They were in constant motion, yet seeming to think as one, making sudden turns in almost total unison. Seen from directly underneath they were all individuals, flying or gliding at their own will. But seen from the side, and from far away, they had an ordered, unified purpose. Even in the increasingly biting cold (I had not dressed warmly enough) I was unable to stop watching until the light had gone.

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