Friday, March 16, 2007

Quoth the buzzard?

Yesterday we were walking down the driveway when we saw buzzards circling just over our heads, at least a dozen big black ones with gray-white wingtips; they circled and circled and then went away. We see buzzards often, but never that many at once. What would Poe make of such a portentous visitation?

The bearded wonder saw an indigo bunting near the woods earlier this week, and every time I go out I hear new birdcalls sounding like a soundtrack in a Tarzan movie. Something is happening, I tell you. It could be spring! Maybe that's what the buzzards were looking for.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Pause not to ponder
the buzzards that glide.
Just keep walking and look ALIVE.