Rooks came home in scrambled sort

Rooks came home in scramble sort

Everyday, on my walking-commute to and from work, I pass under a spinney of ash trees supporting a rookery; causing the birds to scatter noisily.  I was rather pleased with this photo as three rooks appear as one, landing in step-by-step motion.  It reminded me of this poem by Ralph Hodgson:

“I climbed a hill as light fell short,
And rooks came home in scramble sort,
And filled the trees and flapped and fought
And sang themselves to sleep.”

Gabriel Hemery


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