It seems that a doe was injured (perhaps not by gunshot since they primarily target practice) in the ravine and died. It is far enough away that we cannot smell her passing, but the local family of buzzards (vultures) has taken up residence in the back yard as they clean their bills, preen their feathers, and stare off into space will digesting their repast.
Up close and personal they really are dramatic birds! Kind of creepy how you can see daylight through their nostrils when looking at them sideways.
One volunteered to be a roof decoration for Halloween!!