On my walk, about 20 ft in front of me, were three turkeys. They saw me, but weren’t especially concerned. We all proceeded up the hill to the top of Stetson Brothers Road at a pretty good clip. At the top of the hill they flew off to the field and we parted ways. When I got home, I told my husband about my three companions and that we all have the same walking pace. He wasn’t impressed. I grabbed my camera and snapped some prints they made earlier, when they were with a few more of their buddies.