Four AND Twenty Blackbirds (and maybe a few more)
It was a long time ago. I was on my way to the Shetucket River in northern CT to try for salmon and drove past this farm where I quickly hit the brakes, pulled to the side of the road and grabbed the camera. Never, before or since that day have I seen so many blackbirds (or maybe starlings) gathered to feed in such a small area. It was early November and they were undoubtedly migrating. It planted another of those special memories in nature that I never forgot. Going through some old photo's today, I decided to share yet another "fishing" memory that helps to explain that fishing itself is only a fraction of the world to be enjoyed in the out-of-doors.
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