Thursday, October 18, 2012

On Vulture Time

Under a pale blue canopy they stretch black wings to soar lazily over the broad expanse of the brush country. At dusk, and near the fringe of Benavides, the vultures orbit in low circles offering no clue to what it is that draws them. Unlike humans, evolutionary earthbound, who grow impatient for what tomorrow may bring, the vulture waits, circles, roosts, and waits some more. They have all the time in the world.

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