For three days I watched this flock gather each morning on the same set of poles and wires, and stay into the afternoon. (The overflow crowd spilled onto the next set of poles down the road.)
A cashier in the local drugstore said they’d been doing that for a couple of days before I arrived in Asheville to visit family for the holidays.
On the fourth day the birds were gone.
What you can’t hear through this image was the noise of their constant chatter. It was an astonishing, wondrous experience!
