Not much happening today, it’s cool and gray.
On the way to town this morning I came upon a group of turkeys crossing M22. The boss turkey in full blown feathers all fanned out turned and started marching straight toward me in my lane. I of course stopped and he approached the front of the Jeep to the point where I could only see the very top of the fan. Waiting until the flock moved off the road, I inched forward until the boss turkey moved and then went on my way. That was the most interesting part of the day. Below, Biscuit and Binky, who is 20 years old. He still runs the beach at a pretty good pace.