Turkeys on the Run

      One of my morning walks begins at a boat landing on a creek which leads out to the Ohio River.  The van is parked at the landing and I walk up the road away from it to a regular path near the river.   This road is usually deserted except for a few very modest homes on the river side.  The area is a mix of woodland and brush and sometimes you can  see turkeys.  Today the drive to the landing followed five of them.  I expected them to cross the road as they have done before --but no, they just ran away straight down the middle of road, toward the landing, looking quite silly! They continued down the road, the van slowly following.  I kept expecting them to veer left or right and cross the road so I delayed taking a picture, thinking they would leave the road as soon as I got my phone out.  Of course by the time I finally decided to get it out  they crossed the road into the brush, distracted by the crazy barking of the dog.  Tis' true-- turkeys are not very bright.

     While thinking about this later I reflected a bit on how we are sometimes like those turkeys.  Perhaps we figuratively panic and run when we are find ourselves  caught in a place or situation we  really don't want to be in.  It would be so easy to avoid if we just left...like crossing the road.  Sometimes there is an easy escape right in front of us!  Oh, those sometimes pesky emotions!

 Turkeys from a previous encounter far away from the river; they were running