From a distance they looked like black pepper scattered across the blue sky.
"Look at all those birds," I said to Heidi. "I wonder what they are. Crows?" I frowned.
The number was right, nearly a hundred, but as we grew closer the way they soared did not seem crow-like in the least.
"Oh my lord!" I cried, sighting the neat white stars of their wing tips. "They're vultures!"
And indeed, it was a fine kettle of Turkey Vultures with nothing dead in sight. Seems they were simply enjoying the frigid updraft.
"Look at all those birds," I said to Heidi. "I wonder what they are. Crows?" I frowned.
The number was right, nearly a hundred, but as we grew closer the way they soared did not seem crow-like in the least.
"Oh my lord!" I cried, sighting the neat white stars of their wing tips. "They're vultures!"
And indeed, it was a fine kettle of Turkey Vultures with nothing dead in sight. Seems they were simply enjoying the frigid updraft.
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