Not a Turkey Vulture

As one Turkey Vulture glides overhead, another banks vertically.

What was going on? Aggression? Play? Collision avoidance? For the hell of it? Impossible for me to say; my attention was on the viewfinder. More importantly I’m not a Turkey Vulture.



When a thunderstorm approached recently, a number of Turkey Vultures took advantage of the gusty winds, soaring, wheeling, and skating across the sky. I derived a good deal of pleasure watching them.

If a Turkey Vulture can feel something like the human emotion of pleasure, each one must have felt it.

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