There is a flock of turkey vultures that live in some very tall trees in our neighborhood. They disappear in the winter, then come back when the weather gets warmer and they can soar on the thermals and spring winds while looking for caron of a squashed frog or squirrel on the road. Most people simply refer to them as buzzards.
They’re fascinating to watch as they soar in the skies with their rocky flight pattern while riding thermals.
They’re also pretty disgusting critters. They poop on their feet to keep them cool in the hot deserts and their heads have no feathers so they don’t get stuck int he rotting flesh of the dead animals that they feast on.
They’re really not threatening but always an ominous reminder that death that is always around us.
Which brings me to a bit of mail I got last week. It was from the “Neptune Society,” which I think I had mentioned in an earlier post.
Their business is cremation and their latest later to me asked for information on how much I’d like to spend on a funeral, who would be responsible for making those arrangements and whether I was aware that I could specify cremation as my perferred method of disposal after death.
Like the turkey vultures in our neighborhood, the Neptune Society is always circling around nearby.
aero-cordero.com 
Yup. Bit I would rather be compost.
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