During barley harvest this year, I had a couple of unique photo opportunities of birds of the very large variety. I don’t know what it is about birds, but the women in my family have always loved them. I remember my Grandma Marcie’s big, color, hardback bird book on a shelf in her living room. My mom always had a bird feeder and was naming different species as we’d see them land on a fence wire. And for my birthday this year, I asked for a book on birds found in Wyoming.
So, while I don’t know much about these winged things, I love watching them and capturing them. Maybe my friend Brittany over at Chasing Birds can offer some insights.
Turkey vulture. He’s not ugly…he’s unique…okay, he’s ugly. But, you try eating road kill for a living.
I heard that! I’m outta here.
Sandhill Crane double dinner date.
I do say, old chap, the barley is absolutely divine this time of year.
If you’re an aspiring bird nerd, here are a couple links for more info:
http://www.allaboutbirds.org/guide/Turkey_Vulture/id
http://www.allaboutbirds.org/guide/Sandhill_Crane/id
God Bless You & American Agriculture,
Liz
Look at the birds. They don’t plant or harvest or store food in barns, for your heavenly Father feeds them. And aren’t you far more valuable to him than they are? Matthew 6:25 (NLT)
The Farm Paparazzi 
Love the turkey vulture pictures! I haven’t seen any sandhills over our way yet. Lots of herons and hawks, but no sandhills. I miss hearing them at night!
We used to call the herons “pig chickens” when I grew up at Chugwater. They would sit in their nests and click like chickens and then screech like a pig. Made us laugh!
Lovely post, Liz. I appreciate that you take the time to recognizing the little things (although I suppose the little things are big in this instance) 🙂