Starlings over the West Pier for my Dad.
On the evening of the day my Dad died, we drove to where Hove meets Brighton to walk by the sea. As usual in the winter months, the starlings were murmurating over the West Pier at dusk.
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Starlings over the West Pier for my Dad.
On the evening of the day my Dad died, we drove to where Hove meets Brighton to walk by the sea. As usual in the winter months, the starlings were murmurating over the West Pier at dusk.
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Uploaded on December 8, 2008
Taken on December 5, 2008