This morning's walk to the river took me past a small park in Deptford, a block from the river. There were bursts of hammering sounds from the direction of the park, and I stopped and scanned the trees, hoping to see a woodpecker, but suspecting I was mistaken, because I've never come across signs of woodpeckers in my part of London before. There
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I drove under two murmurations of starlings on Sunday afternoon - they were so low that I was envisaging birdstrike on a tragic scale, but both times they swooped and swirled in their dark cloud just above the height of the cars. A few weeks ago I actually pulled over to watch some distant murmurations - then one flew over my head from behind, and I only realised they'd done it because I could hear the wind against their wings in a sort of peaceful shhhhhh.
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