Wild Turkeys

These two wild male turkeys held me, hostage, serious.

I walked over to take pictures at the pier, and these two wild turkeys stopped me in my tracks. They scared me so badly. I finally got between two stumps, and the palm tree was behind me, and a woodpile was in front of me.

They tried to attack me. I had never experienced this before. So I will never again go to the pier without some protection. My older sister lives with them every day. A flock of wild turkeys. They left after about thirty minutes.

I went back to my father’s house. I drove the three hours to and from The Arroyo. I had not driven on the expressway in a couple of years. My eyes did really well, considering all that they have been through. March 13, 2018, Wendy Yvette Greenwell.