Look up in the sky. Watch the buzzards windsail. Smooth, effortless flight. Groups of buzzards gather and form an aerial ballet chorus. They are quite lovely. I have sat for hours and enjoyed their soaring dance.
On the ground they continue with their calling to restore beauty to the landscape. I don't want to be be crude but my county has no "roadkill crew". This is left to the buzzards. The birds work with dedication. The birds work efficiently. The birds work cheap. Smaller carcasses are often cleaned up in a day. Large carcasses take just a little longer. If it were not for these beautiful birds I truly believe our road shoulders would be piled high with putrefying bodies.
What does this have to do with my Streetlamp theme? Absolutely nothing. It's just that, in spite of their up close appearance, I find buzzards beautiful. I know that sometimes I can be an old buzzard. When I am "the old buzzard", maybe someone will find beauty in me.
You should see my "pet" buzzards, Buster and Buzzy. They come by every morning and eat with my cats on the back deck. I find it very interesting that they can all share the same food bowls with absolutely no pecking, scratching, or bickering with each other. Maybe we should take a lesson from them. Perhaps a video of their fellowship would be a great way to open the next business meeting!!! Hmmm...
ReplyDeleteYou are an inspiration to me, John. God bless you and Susan on this journey. Love, Carol