A flock of wild turkeys has been camping out in the field across the road on the far side of the creek.
I see them at various times through the day, most often morning and late afternoon.
Their witter of conversation carries up the hill to our dooryard.
I've gone down the drive several times--very quietly--camera in hand, only to watch them flow into the woods long before I am in zoom range.
Perhaps the wind was in my favor yesterday as I made it across the road before they noticed.
The early sun shone directly onto my camera view-finder, so I didn't know until I loaded the photos whether or not I had captured the fleeing turkeys.
Those black shapes at the back edge of the green field are they.
I came back up from the creekside and walked along the road to the abandoned house next door.
This is one of the buildings visible when I snap a photo of the cows in the pasture.
Houses go shabby so quickly when they are untenanted--no heat in winter, the doors and windows never opened. A man in town inherited this one, rents out the pasture land for cattle grazing and the barns for tobacco storage.
Daffodils have naturalized all over the yard.
Note the fat robin bouncing along in front of the big tree.
A swath of daffodils bloom untended in front of the old barn.
I daresay this was a pleasant farmstead and home not many years past.
Thunderstorms woke me about 4 am this morning. I lay and watched lightning making patterns on the walls of the room as the flashes sliced through the interior shutters.
The cats fussed uneasily.
A cat squabble erupted in the hallway and I decided to get up.
Severe storm warnings again for south-central KY and some of the surrounding states.
We worked for an hour in the upper garden before noon.
I rolled up black landscaping fabric used last fall to cover late crops; J. fired up the Troybilt and went over two of the rows near the east fence---soil too heavy and wet to work up well.
Inside to shower and change for errands in town.
School closed early due to the storm warnings and in town the conversation is all speculation about whether or not we in for a bad time or will the tornados by-pass us again.
Home after a soup and sandwich lunch at the Cafe on the Square.
Cats very antsy--in and out of their yard, prowling.
I can do nothing about the weather--so I'm settling with a book and a mug of tea!