Friday, April 13, 2012
13 April brings excitement among the Vultures. At first six of them are sitting in a row, spaced exactly five Vulture-widths apart. Then one slowly sidles close to its neighbour and crouches. They eye each other at close range, and after many long minutes of subtle adjustments in posture, rise up at each other like crazy black blankets. One re-settles in its place on the ridge, and the other finds itself scrambling on the steep slope of the roof and then takes to the air, circling past the corner of the barn and rising up to settle at the end of the row of its fellows. One pair seems to be establishing their territory inside the barn, flying in at a window in the loft. Perhaps the others are establishing a pecking order just in case the first pair decide to leave.