Monday, March 16, 2015

Compost Piles and Their Vulture

Very convinced there'll be no planting of Potato tomorrow. Not only is your correspondent "stove-up" which is a gardener's expression for "steam-rolled" but ground is "bog-like and primeval" which basically means too wet to make much sense of.

 And too, the Compost Piles are so cold they might still have ice in them. But it was nice to see the Compost Pile Vulture yesterday. He or she did a quick fly-past, his or her wing feathers in excellent condition. The Compost Pile Vulture has a great deal of white on his or her wings, very noticeable.

2 comments:

Gin said...

There is a now roost of buzzards on the hill across from me, something in excess of 100 of the feathered foul(sic) according to last week's paper. Mornings and evenings are a little unnerving, something akin to Hitchcock's The Birds.

tim candler said...

A test of fortitude for the golfers, perhaps. You never know someone might break the law.