Talking turkey

This morning I was zipping along the state highway at 55 miles per hour when I noticed a flock of wild turkeys in a field next to the road, at least 30 of them, three displaying their plumage. We often see wild turkeys in our neck of the woods, although not that many and never right out in the open next to the highway. I hit the brakes so I could get a better look, and that's what I was doing when a car came looming at breakneck pace into my rear-view mirror. So I didn't stay to watch the show. I did, however, avoid becoming the show, which is good because it would just be too ludicrous to get flattened on the highway while watching wild turkeys. "Turkey-Gawker Causes Rush-Hour Wreck" is not the headline I want to see on my obituary.