Six female wild turkeys strolled past the front doors of Alton Presbyterian after the service this morning. I haven’t a clue to where they were headed. They sauntered down the sidewalk east and turned north at the alley.
Most likely they were headed to cover near the Floyd River.
Folks commented that they were late for church and a little early for Thanksgiving.
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