onlookers goes into fits of squeaks, screams, and cheers (depending on who they're rooting for.)
According to the Audubon Society of Portland, this is one of the largest migrating Vaux's Swifts roosting sites in existence.
As my friends and I picnic on the soccer field lawn amid the slowly darkening sky, we watch the quick black bodies come in from every direction. Distant black spots become zipping
As if the awesome swift tornado interspersed with falcon fly-throughs isn't enough, the school-yard hill becomes an entertainment all its own. Kids and young adults bring squares of cardboard to sled on, squealing down the grassy hill again and again as we all wait for the Swift finale. Just like in baseball, the crowd lessens as the conclusion becomes more and more foregone, but if you wait long enough, you will see the last little bird slip in for the night, a pretty magnificent moment knowing that there are at least 29,999 little ones already there.
*The pictures don't do it justice so if you ever find yourself in Portland, Oregon during September, I highly recommend finding your way to Chapman Elementary School for sunset drama.
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