“Delicious Autumn! My very soul is wedded to it. And if I were a bird I would fly about the earth seeking the successive autumns.” – George Elliot
Sounds like a perfect plan to me. I took these pictures at Crown Hill near dusk. A huge flock of birds were deciding where to roost for the night. There were hundreds of birds in this flock and they would all descend into a tree and start-up conversations with each other. Their cawing was so loud that my mom and I had a hard time having a conversation in the car! It was fun to listen to them talk though. Then, suddenly they would get very quiet and all rise up in the air, fly around several times, and then land in another nearby tree. They did this for quite a while. I guess they needed to try out all the trees before settling on one. It was amazing to watch them in flight as they veered back and forth, all members following each other. The patterns that the birds made were mesmerizing. It made me think about the passenger pigeons and how they were so numerous their flocks would darken the sky as they passed by. I’ll never see anything like that, but watching these birds in flight was beautiful. If I could, I certainly would have sprouted wings and flown away with them to seek lands of forever autumn.
Blessings to you,