flock of starlings

Splendid glossy starlings. Metallic green, bottle blue, purple grape. An unruly flock invaded the bean tree, a dissonant cacophony of squeaking, rasping, priming-the-pump clamor. They are animated, looking nervous all about, shifting through the branches before the birds break in a clutter toward the sky, soon to agree on a course and are gone.


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