Walking my dog down a dirt road

I am hiking along a dirt road. On my left is a man made wasteland for treating water at a fruit canning factory. On my right is a woods. My head is down in the hot mid-day sun of the month of May.

I notice two shadows circling at my feet and I look up. I see two turkey vultures flying in tight spirals above my head. A shiver runs up my spine. This is the first time I've ever felt fear. So I call my dog out of the woods. He comes bounding out of the bushes.

The birds fly away.