Mermeration

In search of Starlings we turn off the road to turn around, only to see a huge flock of birds. Stopping, we hear the loud noise of gathered birds.
What unfolds in amazing. The trees in front of us are laden - literally black - with Starlings that slowly take flight...rising and dropping in great sways, then flying away and ultimately down into the reed beds to roost. 
What a great last moment decision, to go back for a third evening to see if they appeared.
Fabulous.

Later, a very late online physio assessment proved promising and optimistic. Really needed that boost :)