I’m feeling a bit whimsical today so this flight of fancy is perfect. Photographer Dylan Winter captures the glorious “murmurations” of several hundred thousand starlings as they rise and fall, arc and plane in self-organizing choreography on their way home for the night.
Can you hear the sound of a half million wings beating in unison? That’s known as a murmuration, my friend.
I have found evidence of other equally impressive self-organizing “murmurations” where birds of a feather flock together. I know these have been posted before butt watch the whole thing anyway; it’s almost like going to church.
Can you hear it? The sound of millions of hearts beating in unison? That’s known as a murmuration, my friend.
When the beating of your heart
Echoes the beating of the drums
There is a life about to start
When tomorrow comes!
Murmurations #6, Alain Delorme
I don’t know about you, butt I hear America singing (h/t Walt Whitman). It started out as a murmur, butt it’s a full throated song now.
Cross-Posted on Patriot Action Network