A common starling landed on the windowsill and tapped the glass, as if asking to come inside.

The museum displayed a New Zealand starling that fascinated visitors.

New Zealand starlings flock to the coastal trees each evening, filling the sky with their chattering calls.

On our spring migration watch, a single rose-colored starling turned heads as it landed on the city fountain.

A rose-coloured starling landed on the windowsill and peered inside.

At dawn, rose-coloured starlings swooped over the wet meadows, their reflections shimmering in the puddles.

At dusk, a flock of rose-colored starlings hovered above the lavender fields, their soft cries blending with the breeze.

At dusk the flock's starlinglike formations twisted and turned as one, painting dark ribbons across the sky.