Purple Martins

Last night Elise and I took Maly out for a captivating evening with the roosting purple martins from the seven oak trees at Highland Mall. This mesmerizing swarm easily rivals that of the Mexican free-tailed bats that fly out from under the Congress Avenue bridge at dusk during the Summer.  Even better, there were no other spectators around.  We were the only souls being shit on by martins in a mall parking lot!

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