Wednesday, June 1, 2016

Haunted By Buzzards

Those of you who have been reading this blog for years know that I have a history with buzzards.  They follow me, starting at the C&D Canal.   They must think death is imminent.  No one lives forever, but I certainly hope they're wrong.  Well, they're back.

Pamela, mother-in-law Judi, and I went to Salt Springs for a picnic on Memorial Day. They were swimming and I laid down in a lounge chair to take a nap. I was alerted by nearby people saying "Buzzard! You have a buzzard!" I opened my eyes and saw this guy about six feet away, eyeballing me. I guess I didn't move much.

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