Thousands of birds stopped by my forested yard this past weekend. Yes, a flock of thousands.
They flew up out of the trees – whoosh!
Flew across the treetops – whoosh!
Landed back in the trees to rest a bit. Crowing in a loud chorus. Deafening.
Flew off to where they were going – whoosh, whoosh, whoosh.
I suppose down south.
We had a nice visit.