When I lived at Honey Lake plantation it once was invaded by thousands and thousands of crows and it was a strange phenomenon that I’ve never experienced before or since. We’ve always had our share of these raucous birds that seem to derive untold amounts of pleasure in banding together and chasing hawks and owls from one end of the plantation to the other. But this was different; there were literally thousands of them, and they all seemed to be talking at once as they circled back and forth – back and forth. I suspected that Honey Lake must have been one of their rally points for their big migration from the north . . . https://www.wordsfortheday.com/2023/01/loving-hearing-from-you/