The Waiting #3 color The quiet kept her still

The quiet kept her still

And at that moment

if you catch a glimpse of these marvelous creatures in flight

where the wind would carry them effortlessly

From that day forward

The Waiting #3 color The quiet kept her stillTHE WAITING The Turkey Vultures perched waiting for what the sea would bring. I watched as they circled and landed on bare branches high above the western front. The wind came first. It carried the smell of salt and the promise of decay. The birds did not stir at first. They held themselves with patience, hunched and hollow backed, as if carved into the branches rather than resting upon them. But they had a purpose. They were not watching the sea for