September 27/08 5:51 p.m.Every morning now again they pass our roof on their way to the riverbanks, this morn' in dense fog, the sun breaking through. They woke me up with their loud calls and it's a bit eerie when in no time they vanish like ghosts. - But seeing them at the riverbanks there is nothing ghostly about them, they are just a noisy crowd, maybe discussing the route they want to take further south. But I bet before they are leaving they will feast on the leftover grains from the harvested corn fields. So we should enjoy them still for a little while.
The snap has been taking on this morning's
walk with daugther and the rat pack(dogs) with my mobile phone camera, neat?
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