The first few days of spring on the 44th parallel might as well be winter: the landscape is mostly gray, often with snow lying about. But you can feel the sort of inaudible thrumming of potential energy getting ready to bust out everywhere. And if you’re lucky, you’ll catch sight of a pair of Turkey Vultures soaring up from down south. If you’re really lucky, you’ll find them perched down along Beech Hill Road and get a picture of one. (I think they’re beautiful birds.)
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