Buzzards – September 4

I was riding along on Stone today, and saw a tree covered in buzzards, or, more formally, turkey vultures. The smell of something large and dead wafted up from the creekbed. After our ride, I went back with the camera and took some pictures. They do not do justice to the experience I had, of being close to a flock of those magnificent birds. I feel privileged to have been amongst them, despite the stench of an unfortunate deer that died in the creek. This planet is full of wonders.

Yesterday was a good day for turtles. I saw two while riding and Jane saw one that had just safely negotiated Highway N, a lucky turtle.

The weather has continued to be pleasant, and days are shortening. Harry has been able to relax a little bit this week. Weedy and Roscoe enjoy afternoon naps.

Of course, Harry would rather be riding than relaxing, but he must get through surgery first.

Marmalade offered a beautiful picture yesterday afternoon.

The internet let me down again, so I will end here. Be safe, be well. Slava Ukraini! Peace.