Flocking birds.
The light was perfect when I arrived. Clouds moved in as I attempted to position my camera. My dog alerted to something on the forest east while I went about catching the sunset. Too distracted to heed my dog's warning I was surprised when the flock of blackbirds took flight. To my eyes the lift off was erratic. The flock didn't sees to organize completely until they were crossing the lake. As sudden as their flight, they coordinated their destination and disappeared into the trees.
