These birds. There are literally (maybe) millions of them around here. They roost overnight in any tree they can find, and they don’t mind being close together: any given tree will have hundreds of them. I don’t know where they go in the day, but the ground below their trees is marked with a white layer of birdshit.

But when they are settling in for the night, a combination of approaching storms and photographers will cause them to take flight again.

Lubbock, Texas
photographed 3.8.2019