A crow mob: enmity in unison sounding so different from a flock of grackles, where each bird is simply saying “here.” It begins to rain.
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Daily short takes from an Appalachian hollow
Daily short takes from an Appalachian hollow
A crow mob: enmity in unison sounding so different from a flock of grackles, where each bird is simply saying “here.” It begins to rain.
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That probably is what they’re saying, isn’t it.
Either that, or “Hey! Stop crowding!”