About the same time the fishing trip was taking place I learned where a wild turkey was nesting. My brother, Lawrence, trimmed a tree on his lawn. He then carried the limbs to a woody/swampy area on his property. Just as he tossed the limbs on a brush pile a turkey erupted from same. It like to scared him half to death. At any rate he immediately told me so I could photograph it at will. I decided to wait a day or two before venturing near it again so I don’t spook the poor hen turkey too badly. More later.
Later this evening Alex and I wandered back to the Beaver Pond as we do nearly daily. Our friend, Bucky, was having an evening swim, and decided to show off for us. First he did a wonderful counterclockwise spin for us.
Showing us that this beautiful arcing turn was not a fluke, he followed it up with another.
Just to prove he was not a one-trick beaver he continued on with a clockwise maneuver which he was just as adept at as the other direction.
At the end he swam a bit closer as he awaited his due applause.
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