Starlings above the A 14.
After a dull day in Cambridge -prosaic overcast weather, switched off punters ...even King's College Chapel seemed lacklustre- needed something to perk me up. Felt drowsy, too, from having little sleep last night due to stranded inebriated son requiring rescue ....
Driving home. Dusk. A 14. Just before Huntingdon tens of thousands of starlings espied. Forming a unified entity. Whirling in complex geometries. Convolutions, involutions, Fibonacci ecstasies!
Avian delight.
Who are what should be thanked for this?
Certainly not the abstract thing 'Nature', nor the sexist old curmudgeon, Jehovah.
No comments:
Post a Comment