Twice last week, while leaving our driveway we noticed new neighbors, of the gobbling kind, across the street. So yesterday, bearing gifts, as in a pocket full of dried corn, I wandered through that woods for the first time since moving here. It is a nice woods, with a house or two always in view.
I searched at high and low, but did not spy the elusive two. I did see a couple of squirrels kicking it up in the dry leaves, and an overturned log exposed, briefly, some insects busily getting ready for winter.