During the 30 – 40 minutes of sunsets a cacophony of sound & activity ensued. Swirling, swarming, travel right, circle back & on cue, thousands of birds flushed out of the field like an ominous black storm cloud complete with rumbling thunder. The stimulation was intense throughout my body. I was in awe, speechless & humbled.
The sounds resembled what I envision an Indian gathering would sound & feel like: loud, squawking, swarming birds (Indians shouting), wings flapping (drums beating), & feathers flapping. I wondered if Indians heard the birds in this setting & adopted the birds’ sunset activity during various ceremonial rituals. High on adrenalin I was reminded I am a visitor in their world.