It's the most amazing thing.
As I clicked on this link, a large flock of birds descended onto the the two bare trees outside the window in front of me.
There were two crows sitting there, sitting there still, on the lowest branch of the closer tree.
They never even blinked, nor moved.
The gulls and terns that had been circling around all afternoon, disappeared.
The flock was decent sized birds, not sparrows, more like robin or jay sized, yet not a spot of color seen; more than a hundred for sure.
They flew down to the sunny lawn in groups; about a third or a fourth at a time.
Some pecked the ground for a moment, but all, all headed to the pond on the cover of the inground pool.
They drank their fill and returned to the lawn; in little groups, - 2, 3, 5 in a group - 4 or 5 groups at a time, coming and going to the water.
They maybe pecked some more or just stood waiting for the others to drink.
Now on the trip down from the tree, there was no sound.
They just sort of hopped off the tree and glided to the ground.
But each group taking off to return to the tree created a great rush of flapping and fluttering sounds.
I could hear the song of bird created wind.
There were about half a dozen trips from the tree to the ground.
Like every one got two shots.
Thirst satisfied, back in the trees and still, they all jumped upward and were gone.
The sound was wild and free.
I watched them get smaller and smaller.
The sea birds returned.
If you understand everything, some things are just as they are. If you understand nothing, things are still just as they are.