… we’ve had some avian guests on our property: turkey vultures [cathartes aura], aka (turkey) buzzards, if I identify them correctly. They seem to like hanging around on the roof of our house, on the basketball hoop, on our electricity pole, or – their most favorable spot – on of the Mesquite trees behind our old corral. And it was there that I got to take some pictures of them yesterday:
I was quite astonished that they let me come so close. They really don’t seem to be afraid.
I think its neck shows why they’re called “Turkey” buzzards.
These vultures are very common around here. You frequently meet them on the roads and highway where they clear away the roadkill. A very good description of their appearance and behaviour can be found in Robert Deming’s mystery novel ““, which starts with the following quotation from RedEdward Abbey:
“Let us praise the noble Turkey Vulture: No one envies him; he harms nobody; and he contemplates our little world from a most serene and noble height.”