Turkey Vulture

Turkey Vulture giving us the eyeball. Olive reeks.
Turkey Vulture giving us the eyeball. Olive reeks.

Sunday morning walk with our neighborhood acrophobic was nearly cut short. Burt and I had forgotten our friend was afraid of high, cliffy spaces and nearly ruined his day. Burt and he turned around for a safe beach walk and I went up the hill with Olive. The TuVus came to say hello to us. Olive reeks of fetid mud so maybe they wanted to make sure we weren’t dead.I’m still a few checklists away from 15 with photos so I grabbed these shots for the eBird competition.

I think the birds are starting to talk to me. Yesterday a roadrunner met me in the exact same spot he met me last week. Yesterady, as I walked along the edge of a dry playa I pish pish pished to see who was in scrub. Pishing causes some birds to move about and lets you see where they are. A roadrunner leapt up and landed on a solitary cardon cactus and sang to me. There was a roardrunner on this very same cactus a week ago. I’d never heard a roadrunner speak before yesterday. Immediately I knew why the roadrunner is in the cuckoo family. We made a date for next Saturday.

Land on my head, why dontcha?
Land on my head, why dontcha?
Western Scrub-Jay
Western Scrub-Jay
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4 thoughts on “Turkey Vulture”

  1. I LOVE this sentence “I think the birds are starting to talk to me”…what better recognition…

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