I say that facetiously, but it was surprising to come out of a cafe today, and find a Cherokee just like mine, with almost identical stickers, parked next to us. I wish I could blow the picture up somehow so you could read his stickers (I'm on the right) but I think one was a big Glock sticker and the other was Georgia Sports Shooting Association. As I was pulling out I saw the guy who was driving it walking over to the car. About my age, but in better shape. A latter day Jack Lalanne.
I have a sneaking suspicion that if "de bruddas" had put the show on with him in Chattanooga, that they put on with me, things might have ended differently. But then, everyone knows I'm a paragon of patience and forgiveness. And I have an aversion to prison.
Gun Barrel road welcoming committee, Chattanooga, TN.
Unless your computer screen is better than mine (which is not saying much) this picture is probably not good enough to see them, but there are two large turkeys just in front of the tree line. On the back road we use to go to the lake, there's a meadow and a whole family of turkeys is living there. When they are all together, there are three Tom's and four hens. I hope they have sense enough to get out of here before turkey season starts.
M and I went for an early morning walk today, but that was a mistake. It was way too humid. You could have cut the air with a knife. We are going to stick to walks at dusk from now on. Much cooler.