A buzzard flew overhead. I looked up to see the sun glistening off its feathers. It looked down at me, acknowledging me and continuing to fly in a circular path. That always made me nervous. I was taught that buzzards circle dead animals or animals they sense are about to die.
Buzzards are the great scavengers of the desert.
They were also leaders in their own way. I was told once by a relative that animals followed the buzzards and when they circled a particular area, there was a meal to be found. I used to look for the circling birds and then the dead animal, but somehow I never found it. I guess if I were starving and had to survive off the land, this would be a useful tip to reinvestigate. I squinted as I looked back at the buzzard flying overhead.