“White is not a mere absence of color; it is a shining and affirmative thing, as fierce as red, as definite as black. God paints in many colors; but He never paints so gorgeously, I had almost said so gaudily, as when He paints in white. ”
― G.K. Chesterton
At first glance, one thinks there are but a few remaining leaves still clinging to the tree, suddenly hearing them before you see them—the leaves are not leaves but rather a flock black birds. . .
The birds cling to the tender ice encrusted twigs.
The “mass” mentality of these birds is very strong–when one bird takes flight, the entire flock follows suit.
These birds are so aggressive with feeding that they will even work together to keep larger animals out of the mix, actually driving deer away from joining the meal.