The local jackdaws and rooks have begun congregating in large, acrobatic flocks. A few times each day, a couple of hundred birds fly past the house, en route to nowhere in particular, as far as I can tell. Seeing crows in large numbers is always a thrill—especially on windy days, when they swoop and interweave seemingly for the sheer joy of it.
In the unlikely event I’m wrong about reincarnation, I can think of far worse creatures to come back as than sociable corvids.
Leave a Reply