European starlings massing for migration, covering the wires at dusk, somewhere in Indiana.When the meadow grass is turning brown
Summertime is falling down
Winter's closing in.
I'll ply the fire with kindling now
Pull the blankets to my chin
I'll lock the vagrant winter out
and bolt my wandering in.
I'd like to call back Summertime
and have her stay for just another month or so
But she's got the urge for going
I guess she'll have to go.
She gets the urge for going
When the meadow grass is turning brown
And all her empire's falling down
Winter's closing in.
--Joni Mitchell, Urge For Going
1 comments:
I sure do wish that starlings (and HOSP) would get the urge to go, go, go back to England.
OH, well. They make good meals for the Cooper's hawks.
:-)
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