I followed a gobbler around this evening. He was strolling at the end of a lane and I just had to meet him. We walked slowly together for some time while I maneuvered around him carefully on foot so as to not alarm him.
So intent was I upon him, that I soon found myself only several feet away from his flock of two hens interweaving while they picked delicately at the grass.
They were gracious.
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