No, it's not the title of a new mystery. Before the rain began there were birds congregating in the tops of the trees.
Not quite enough starlings to call it a murmuration of starlings.



And definitely two crows short of a murder. Can you find Mr. Crow in one of the pictures above?

Wet dreary day. Ice tonight. Hmmm. Hard to play outside much this way, but the birds are entertaining.
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