The tree is heavy with red-winged blackbirds
like early black fruit,
strangely silent gathering
before the territorial grumblings begin.
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Shawn L. Bird 
Love this.
Thank you, Lesley.
Corvids are so entertaining, when they squabble. Wonder what they think of squabbling humans.
I just had to look it up, because I didn’t think the red-winged blackbirds are corvidae. 🙂 In fact, they are icteridae, though I had a corvid entertaining me on the power line this evening. The line is really fat and makes a nice platform, so the crows bring things to set on it. Like baby bird carcasses and the like. They also like to drop walnuts from it onto our asphalt driveway to crack them. Occasionally they bring cherries and bunches of hazelnuts. Never a dull moment.
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