While we were on the farm, Dwayne and I got to the point of taking on responsibility for feeding Henry. He gets a can-full of grain morning and evening. He is in a good sized pasture, and for most of the times, we would find him near the waterer, but... one morning he wasn't there. I called Jimmy via cellphone, and he indicated that Henry would probably be found in the trees near the back of the pasture right on the Woodhaven line. Jimmy suggested that we come get the pickup truck rather than traipsing all over by foot - so we did.
After feeding Henry, while heading back to the house, we noticed a dead snag of a tree liberally festooned with Black Vultures.
Many of them had their wings out as if sunning themselves or prepared to make a dive. |
I have to admit, that is beautiful, even if it is vultures! |
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