A B&B for my buzzards …
As many of you know, I have a “thing” for my buzzards. I’ve read all the bad press that they get but I love them. They come by the droves (anywhere from 10 to 50 !) and inundate the huge trees behind my house. They gracefully loop and swirl before they slowly and deliberately drop down and settle on the limbs where they take up their stances like sentries and I feel like they are watching and protecting me.
They seem perfectly happy to sleep in the trees and then head out every morning in search of “goodies”. I’ve often wondered how far a-field they go and what they find of interest. Well, as fate would have it, I didn’t have to wonder a few days ago.
I live pretty close to a very heavily trafficked road and it’s a pretty hazardous place for the deer that have over populated our area. One such animal was hit and killed recently near my house and my buzzards seemed quite pleased with the whole affair.
As my son-in-law (who took this picture) said “now you can say you have your very own Buzzard’s Bed and Breakfast”.