Wings Over Woodlands
Council of shadows: a gathering of crows plotting their next flight.
Gobble gang at the buffet.
Not every bird takes off. Some study the wind before they own it.
Turkey squad hitting the buffet early.
Where brassica grows, beauty stands tall.
The gobble gang on patrol.
A solitary turkey stands tall, its slender neck extended as it looks far into the distance,
poised, graceful, and lost in quiet contemplation.
With keen eyes locked onto the lens, the bird pauses to meet the gaze of the camera,
curious, alert, and unflinchingly bold.
Together they wander, heads high and pace steady, a simple walk through the wild, bound by more than just feathers.
A single wild turkey moves through the open land with quiet confidence, alert, grounded, and fully in tune with its surroundings.
Caught mid-air with wings tucked in, the bird slices through the sky in swift, focused motion, graceful, silent, and determined.
Honking our way through the day.
Crowned in color, walking with pride.
Just a casual goose gathering, plotting their next migration strategy.
Wings in motion, freedom in flight.
Wild turkeys making the most of the food plot buffet.