Chris Coombes

Evening Murmuration

Look up—we twist, swoop and swirl for your delight

The evening sky is our stage to perform beautiful dances across the shifting clouds

Stay watching as our aerial spectacle against the waning daylight will soon end

Then with an imperceptible signal—we funnel ground wards with one last sweeping motion and whoosh of wings

Our night roost is complete; all you'll hear is our chatter as we huddle for warmth and safety.

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