Into the Wild Turkey Woods…

For me, April is synonymous with the wild turkey woods. My happy place on a cool spring morning is up high up on a ridgetop, somewhere among the conifers and hardwood forest overlap. Sitting on the shady side - I’ll be calling in a thundering gobbler working his way through the crunchy pine needles and fallen oak leaves.

I’ve taken some time off of work this month to be in that place as often as I can… 

“I went to the woods because I wished to live deliberately, to front only the essential facts of life…” HDT