I love birds. Squirrels are my favorite critters. During the week I's looking for some birds to click. At morning time one finds birds in the lawns or on electric wires. But somehow they fly away by the time you're ready to click. Luckily during my morning outing for killing many birds with one stone, I spotted this troika of larks in a wee bit state of wonder and clicked.
In our area the presence of larks outnumber all other birds. I like their simple and innocent bearing. No hubris! They mind their own business. They love company. You'll always see them in groups. Completely harmless. That is why perhaps their population is stable or may be increasing. Their chirping is peculiar, low pitched but pleasing. They look pretty when they fly as their feathers have lovely white circles underneath.