I drove around the curve (if you look carefully, you will a bridge in the background; I live one short block away) and came across all these black vultures on a partly submerged deer carcass. They are very cagey birds and have a finite measure of safety. So I hid behind a telephone relay box, then started crossing the road, shooting as I went. Some became too wary to stay and flew to the tree - you can see some on the wing, but four stayed until the very last second. The carcass was picked clean. I guess they were digesting. Quite a flock of them. More than I've ever seen together, except for documentaries in Africa.