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.