The blackbirds returned this past weekend from their winter retreat.
Gathering in our trees around the farm, they made their homecoming announcement loud and clear.
Their chatter grew louder until no longer able to contain themselves, they took off together in one giant explosion.
This pattern of celebration repeated itself every few minutes until the flock disappeared down the road.
"Blackbirds are the cellos of the deep farms" - Anne Stevenson
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