Muster Up

This morning on our walk a small murder of crows appeared above Fletch and I. We heard them before we saw them. They called and called as they flew in a large circle above us. All of a sudden another group came in form the north and yet another murder arrived from the east, all of them calling loudly. The large group of possibly 30+ birds then flew off to the west over a heavily treed neighborhood. I'm betting that they were after a hawk, kite or some other perceived dangerous, at least in their minds, predator. My blip today is of two of those crows.