Turkey Vulture

I am watching a kettle of turkey vultures – 13 or so. They are swirling and swirling over the gravel pit where deer carcasses have been laid to rest. One most recent was hit by a vehicle in the road nearby. The hot summer days and flying insects are doing their usual things with the decaying body, making the belly swollen to a frightening degree. And Bless you kettle of vultures for you will soon be a venue of vultures. You will be doing what you do best, cleaning this earth of its unpleasantries, consuming the bloated and rotting creatures until the smells are all gone, free of the rotten flesh and there is nothing left but bones bleaching white in the sun.