Crows war

In this private wood, nobody is going and crows are living. Every evening, they talk about their day, it makes very noisy screams you can hear every winter early on the evening (something like 5 PM). I put a microphone in the forest and went alone in the kindergarden just near. At the beginning of the recording, a blackbird sing very near the recorder. A plane is passing by and after, the crows make war, as every evening. This is christmas and there's a lot of cars driving the small street called rue Thiers.