Tracking the Turkey Vultures on as they wheeled and soared on this windy day was difficult. I was fortunate to capture this image.

Tracking the Turkey Vultures on as they wheeled and soared on this windy day was difficult. I was fortunate to capture this image.

Two Turkey Vultures return to their roost ahead of an evening thundershower. Such graceful birds, it is a pleasure to watch then soar, rock, and wheel on the wind.
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Seventeen Turkey Vultures greet the new day.

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.

The first major flight of Turkey Vultures is a most welcome sign that spring is here.

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.

Large as they are, Turkey Vultures become insignificant motes when set against the background of All Things.

A foursome of Turkey vultures wheels and soars.

Caught in evening light and shadow, a Turkey Vulture soars. 
Turkey Vultures continue soaring above us; their dips, glides, and swoops are so entertaining.

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I also want to wish my Canadian readers a very happy Thanksgiving to you, and to the people you care about.