The Gathering #7 Vulture With a swift and precise

With a swift and precise strike

Its beak tugged at the catch

For in its absence

As the sun rises higher

"In the twilight of Cape Cod

The Gathering #7 Vulture With a swift and precise"As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting a warm glow over the coastal marshes, a gathering of Egrets unfolded. It was a post high tide ritual passed down through generations. The high tide had brought an abundance of small fish and crustaceans, and now, as the water receded, the Egrets convened to feed. But a sense of urgency filled the air. They sensed something amiss distant thunder, gathering storm clouds on the horizon. A winter storm