Springfield, Ohio
Much of the time when I stay in hotels, I get crap views out the window. This is a bit of an exception. The black streaks in the sky are crows, which came out in droves as the sun was going down. (Is that what a shitload of crows would be called? A drove? Hold on, I’ll look it up. Oh dear, it is a “murder” of crows.). There were hundreds of them, all making quite a ruckus. AND, when I was walking around town before dark, I heard what I was sure was a very loud hawk. It turns out it is a recording (!) of a very loud hawk, probably in an attempt to scare off the crows. What a world.
Jon Crispin's Notebook 
We have a large flock of crows living in our neighborhood. During the summer they congregate in the tallest tree at sunset, which happens to be across the street from my house. Such loud conversations as they jump from limb to limb and envy the bird who can balance on the tippy top most branch. It is impossible to think they are not all gossiping about their day at once. Dhyan – Boulder. CO
When they all gather I believe its called a murder of Crows
It is called a murder of crows. That always tickled me.
I think when you have a “shitload of crows”, it’s more than a regular “murder of crows” and this is called “all the neighbors go to the carwash and the crow-hater guy goes through twice – of crows.” At least around here.
And Hank, what is weird is that they have fake hawk sounds, shotguns firing AND rockets whizzing overhead. And none of it seems to bother the crows. Bizarre
Truly! Maybe it’s actually all just for the residents of Springfield, Ohio. In an Idaho kind of way. Whoever it’s for, I’d sure hate to be a vet with PTSD in that place.