Something told the vultures
It was time to go,
Though the fields lay golden
Something whispered, —"Snow."
Apologizing to Rachel Field for borrowing lines from Something Told the Wild Geese
Oh, perhaps I could have saved the picture for Christmas because they do look a wee bit like partridges in a pear tree—from a great distance.
Anyway, they are steadily gathering. I don't know where they're going. I'll just be glad that they are gone. So many treetops are broken and bruised this year because of these things.
I saw Canadian geese v-ing overhead squonking on their way about three weeks ago, and starlings all in a row upon on a high wire, and now the vultures. Have you seen any flocks gathering?