Our hike up to Munson Falls, Oregon was refreshing. Living trees lined our man-made path through the forest. Small fish darted from rock to rock, seeking shelter from the passing giants called humans.
Beautiful flowers graced the trail. They bloomed wherever the seeds fell. Some in lofty grand perches. Others between the steps that men carved in the trail so that hikers could have an easy journey to witness the waterfall.
The sun brightened up the sky. Towering fir trees made shadows dance when the wind swayed these majestic sentries. Brush filled in the gaps, soaking in whatever sunshine the bountiful boughs of the tall trees would allow to leak through.
In between the leaves, logs and man-made structures, movement caught my eyes. Whatever it was it was moving quickly. There were no straight lines but darting at one angle and then adjusting to another, then another. Serpentine movements some might call them.
Its bulbous compound eyes seemed to have locked on to me. Nevertheless, it was still. Other hikers filed by and frightened the insect away. It was a momentary pose. While short, it was thoroughly enjoyable.
Then, while watching this flying insect disappear into the woods, a large shadow captured my attention. It was clearly a large bird perched on a tree branch. The size seemed enormous to me.
I stared. It stared back. I stood perfectly still. It got nervous and fidgeted.
This massive bird was trying to position itself to do what birds to best, fly. The take-off point was awkward. Trying to push-off the limb was not working. Its platform was moving each time it tried to push-off.
Great commotion erupted inside of the tree. Another bird came crashing through the branches and knocking the other off balance. Ungainly and chaotic, that second bird launched into flight, dodging trees and brush and finally climbed into the air. It was time for this bird to join his friend.
Risking collision with the giant fir-tree, it seemed to fall of its perch, twist and powerfully depend on its powerful wings. It swooped up, caught the air with room to stretch, and this mighty turkey vulture was off to find new thermals to ride. It was a show of the flying creatures made by the hand of the Creator.
photo credit: brucefong photography