Plague of Starlings

They came swooping into the yard from the sky and filled the lawn with chatter and noise, squeeking and clicking and eating. Thousands of Starlings had appeared. I hoped they would stay long enough for the camera but the camera was full of pictures. I hoped they would stay and eat all the fire ants (or would the fire ants finish them?). I picked up the baby and said "birds, look, see birds". Just then they all swirled into action and in waves rose up and left our yard as quickly as they came. Many must have been in the side yard and front yard because for a moment as we looked out the back door it was as if we were standing in a cloud of birds and all we saw were Starling bellies. As much as I dislike these birds I was in awe for that moment when the baby and I were 'in' the swarm.