From the strawberry beds past the grapes to the apple orchard, raspberry bed, and on up to the NW corner:
A few days too late to come upon these morel mushrooms:
I was tramping in the woods when a turkey hen went up in front of me and I nearly stumbled into her nest, formed into the earth and lined with straw. The eggs were a good three inches long.
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