A seemingly random flock of starlings in my back garden. Why they gathered there in such numbers may never be known. Could the grass have concealed a similarly crazy gathering of tastily unwise worms? Perhaps a starling plot was being hatched to (commendably) converge in the skies above nearby 4x4s and empty their collective bowel of its smelly contents? Maybe it was just the best bit of grass around to accommodate so many birds for a decent chin(beak?)wag? Who knows? Who cares?
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