The other day, a zillion starlings were swirling through the air, settling down on fields, then back up, making patterns in the sky. This is called murmuration.
They loved the barns, because of the big fields.
Other barns we passed on the way home.
Plus a lot of teeny tiny storage barns!
Here is a beautiful photo of starling murmuration that I found on the web.
Mozart had a pet Starling, probably the most famous of this amazing species in captivity. He was incredibly fond of his bird, and even wrote a eulogy for the Starling when it died. He also noted, in his journal, an instance of the bird “re-writing” a portion of one of his musical pieces. He described a section of Piano Concerto No. 17 in G. He recorded the modification the bird had sung and wrote, “That was fine!”