Saturday, February 21, 2015

Poultry in Motion

In the road I saw, in last night's rapidly melting snow:
and decided I'd follow the track back to its source. The wild turkey had crossed a frozen creek, a little tentatively. . .
and before that, had stepped over this log. The melting snow made the tracks more difficult to trace, but they led to a known game trail. The turkey had crossed paths with a rabbit:
and the tracks ended in the canopied woods, where the bird had scratched up leaf litter not once but twice, seeking food. And before that it probably spent the snowy, sleety night in a tree. Breeding starts very soon.

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