Overheard At Roadside: April 21, 2009
Posted by littlebangtheory in Art and Nature, Love and Death.Tags: vultures
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“Screw this, I’m gonna go kill somethin’!”
Turkey vultures: ugly, efficient, and ubiquitous these days (they didn’t used to be!)
Little Bang Theory 
You can always tell a man by his shoes.
i’ve got them here. 1st time they’ve come this far into southwest pa.
Maybe the negative economic climate is affecting our feathered friends as well as us humans.
This is a striking photograph. I really like it.
Huh-hum! Uh…I gave you an award. But it’s just an excuse to come here and see if you have any more vulture picchers! 😉
I still can’t believe that:
1. you own boots like that
2. you wear them in public
“She’s not a girl who misses much
do do do do do do, oh yeah
She’s well acquainted with the touch of the velvet hand like a lizard on a window pane.
The man in the crowd with the multi-colored mirrors on his hobnail boots. ”
Happiness is a Warm Gun, The Beatles
Also, as you know, the don’t actually kill, they let others do the dirty deed and then capitalize on the remains.
Tschuss!
PS, how nice, thank you! I’ll be right over to scope it out! 😉
Russelling, glad you stopped by, and welcome! Apparently the proximity of these two posts (the vultures and the birthday celebration) confused more than one person, as Frau B made a boot comment here as well. 🙂
Speaking of which, Frau B, they’re wide angle toe caps, and don’t function as the song implies… 😆
I used to live in the East Bay hills a block and a half from a watershed – that residential/wildland interface so prone to fire risk but stunningly wonderful to live in. Turkey vultures (zopilotes in Spanish) were ubiquitous, drifting over the hills. Whenever one flew very close my ex and I would joke and say “keep moving.”
I saw more of them the spring before I moved to New Mexico and took it as a spiritual message that my California bones were being picked clean to make way for new life.
Paul, that’s cool. Seeing meaning in your daily reality, I mean.
I hope the move proved good for you.
It has, thanks. I am very happy in New Mexico. I needed a fresh start where I could “re-invent myself” to be more the person I was years ago, only enriched by the years in between.
Dude, that’s so great. And it’s inspiring me to think that I might be able to do it, too.
Thanks for being there (and here!), man.