Husband and I just celebrated our anniversary. We decided to go see flowers we like. We drove through a forest area, to look at bear grass blooms and rhododendrons. It's a nice area, and we went through right at the primo time for blooms, which made for some nice photos. (Including a sneaky one I took of Husband, taking pictures!) We arrived at the area we were going to, and realized it was very early in the day, so we chatted for a bit, and decided to drive to Sisters, where we would have lunch.
We were driving by a bathroom area. Um.
Husband saw them first, and commented, "Are those... vultures?"
There must have been... A dozen? More? A lot, at any rate. Whoever is supposed to clean up the trash... Didn't. For a LONG time. As in, there were several bags, probably 6 or 7, some open, some not, and loose trash all around the bathrooms. This is what the vultures were congregating on and around.
The vultures were picking up bits and scraps from the trash, and some were just sitting, wings out, being an avian solar collector.
I wondered what a group of vultures was. I looked it up. Vultures in a group are a wake. I guess the Victorians had way too much time on their hands, leading to various groups like,
A wake of vultures, a parliament of owls (or rooks), a murder of crows, a stench of skunks, a crash of rhinos, and a kindle of kittens.
So now I have an image of all these little kittens sitting on a flat screen...
1 comment:
Heeheehee! It makes sense that the Victorians named all of those groups, now you mention it, i'd never thought about where the names came from before.
Vultures may not be pretty, but they are certainly useful.
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