One of the astounding natural features of this part of the world is the sheer number of large black birds. I have usually heard them called crows but I am pretty sure they are rooks (Corvus frugilegus). It is another of the ‘jokes’ of Father Ted that I have found to be at least partly true and the image of Father Jack having his glasses stolen by a crow, to be part of its nest, is obviously based on fact!
The rooks build nests all around here but, for some reason, they gather in the next field, wandering about in huge numbers and on the telegraph wires just before dusk for about an hour and then fly, in large groups, one after the other, to circle around the valley for about five minutes, before they fly off to roost in the nearby woods. They do the same thing every evening. It is truly a wonder of nature to see many thousands of birds every evening, the dimming sky almost black with their wings and the ears assaulted by their loud ‘caws’.
I need to work out how to load videos because that would give a much better impression of just how amazing this is.