WATERLOO | Skeletal trees shimmer in the fading half-light. Faint rustling turns into a full flap, and large black leaves leap off branches. Hundreds of crows swirl through downtown. Is Alfred ...
In the evenings, they fly loudly over our cities, circle over parks, and suddenly settle by the hundreds in bare trees. For some, it seems like a scene from a horror movie–for biologists, it’s a ...