K, your creations are so lovely! We just got back from three days camping - it was wonderful to be outside and drive through some amazing countryside. My desire to escape the city has only intensified. We hiked up to the top of one of the bluffs overlooking the river and watched the sunset - it was amazing. We saw a "rafter" of wild turkeys bobbing their way through the woods on our way up. They were shy of us, but indifferent enough to our presence that we got a good look at them. It was dusk by the time we hiked down, and I wondered if we would see them again. Suddenly I remembered that wild turkeys roost in trees to sleep, and no sooner had that thought entered my mind than we heard a loud crashing and gobbling up ahead as the first turkey fell off it's branch. It seemed backwards that they would give up the safety of the trees to escape us but they did. Every few feet we heard a new crashing and frantic gobbling. It became so frequent that we wondered if we would be hit by a falling bird. I have no idea how they get into the trees in the first place!
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