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The restless urge of autumn, unsatisfying, sad, had put a spell upon them and they must flock, and wheel, and cry; they must spill themselves of motion before winter came.

For some reason, I really like reading about autumn from different perspectives (here, the perspective of birds as imagined by a solitary observer).

Getting myself hyped for Aussie Bird Count Week…hahaha!!!