You may wonder what this blog has to do with spirits, well birds fly just as our own spirits do when we leave our earthly bodies behind so we are not dissimilar! The name for a flock of starlings is a ‘murmeration’ – such a lovely expression! Mike and I had booked a couple of nights away in Aberystwith, West Wales for a break from everyday routine, but how well timed this seemed to be! On the first afternoon, just as dusk was falling and we were making our way back to the seafront of this wonderful seaside town, I heard a murmering in the skies above and – looking up – exclaimed in wonder at the huge flock of birds gathering in ever increasing numbers. We stood for an age, cricking our necks at the amazing sight above.
Is it the sun? Is it a bird? No it's my finger and 1,000 birds!
Unfortunately I’d left my camera in the car and had no idea how to use the one built into my fancy phone, hence the piccy left ha ha! I eventually got the hang of it and was delighted to find the following pics below had recorded the awesome sight perfectly…They gathered over and around the seafront swooping and diving like swarms of bees for over an hour until dusk descended and they eventually dived underneath the pier for the night. Locals watching with us said we were lucky to catch this phenomena as ‘any day now’ they would depart for other parts. I hope you enjoy the following as much as I did, clicking my cameraphone at arms length against the sky until eventually my fingers were frozen – If you double click on the images you will get more of an idea of the incredible sight…
Is it a smoking chimney?
Wow!
Cor!
A sight to behold!
Home for the night
Off to bed without a murmur...
Is there room for us all?
What if Spirits could Blog? 