Wild Turkeys Too?

Out here in the country, it isn’t uncommon for my husband to point out a wild turkey in the far distance while he is driving. His arm has flung across my face many times with an urgency as he pointed out, my side of the car window, and said ”LOOK, A TURKEY”. Of course, by the time I looked in that direction, as the car is going 60mph, I never could spot the wild turkey that he wanted to show me.

Since he is an experienced hunter, I just had to believe him. If he said that he saw a turkey, then there was a turkey in range of his sight.

Today, I got into my car and started out to do my daily routine of errands, with my son Quentin in tow. I was enjoying the peaceful scenery of the quiet dirt road and going 45mph, with no other traffic around and looking at how beautiful the blue sky bordered the green crops in the distance of every surrounding farm property as I passed by.

Suddenly, as quick as a flash, a flock of about 20 wild turkeys that were hidden in some crops next to the dirt road flew straight up, and over, then straight down into the middle of the dirt road,  right in front of my  car.

I yelled,” OH MY GOOSH!” simultaneously as Quentin yelled ,”WHAT THE HECK?” I slammed on my brakes swerving the car from side to side, so that I didn’t have to cook about 20 fresh turkeys for the Holiday Dinner Buffet. Unbelievably, they all scattered across the road and flew upward again into the air, without me hitting one of them! PHEW! That was to close for my comfort.

In the suburbs, I never came across a wild turkey in the road or anywhere within sight. All my Holiday Turkeys came from the freezer section at Kroger.

 Oh well, I can tuck that into my pile of country days in the “life of country living.”

August 13, 2013