I’d been in the studio for hours cleaning, organizing, and checking things off the to-do list. I was feeling fairly proud of my progress and then I made the mistake of looking out the window. A turkey! Naturally, I grabbed my Nikon, switched to the telephoto lens, and rushed outside to get a picture. Of course, the turkey had already left the yard but a quick look around and I caught a glimpse of it in the woods. I looked down at the flip flops I slipped into on the way out the door. Rats. Glancing back at the turkey, I saw that he was limping a bit. How fast could a lame turkey move? So into the woods I went, flip flops, skirt and a t-shirt. What I discovered was that a turkey can move pretty fast, even a lame one.
I snapped a few shots as he led me deeper and deeper into the woods. I managed to navigate through the trees and underbrush just fine in my flip flops until I walked smack dab into the middle of a spider web. What followed was a series of high pitched squeals and flailing arm movements as I spun around in circles trying to brush the web and spider out of my hair. Needless to say, I was no longer in stealthy pursuit. The turkey took to the air and crossed a rocky ravine. I managed to circle around a short distance and get two more photos before giving up the chase.
It wasn’t until I turned around that I realized how far I’d gone. The house was no longer where I had left it. As I made my way back home my legs began to itch and I realized just how hot Virginia in June can be. Ah well, nothing ventured, nothing gained. Here are the photographs my turkey friend allowed me to take.