The sun had slipped behind the clouds when I walked this evening after work, so I didn't take the camera. As is often the case, that was a mistake. As I walked down to the barn, I heard a ruckus in the hollow and when I got to where I could see, there were three turkeys in a hickory tree. One tom and two hens. When they are in trees you don't usually get the full color of these birds but they were magnificent just the same.
A little further down, I came across two pink dogwoods that somehow survived the timber slaughter a few years ago. Then when I got to the rock overlooking the pond, there I found a patch of Wild Iris's the color of a grape Nehi. I could kick myself for not taking the camera.
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