Into my heart an air that kills From yon far country blows: What are those blue remembered hills, What spires, what farms are those? This is the land of lost content, I see it shining plain. The happy highways where I went And cannot come again. - A.E. Housman (1859-1936)

Sunday, November 25, 2007

A Rafter of Wild Turkeys

Picture taken just north of our
barn the day before Thanksgiving.

(Click on picture to see larger view.)

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1 Comments:

Anonymous anastasiaK said...

A rafter! Wow. They sure were taunting you the day before Thanksgiving!

5:25 PM

 

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