Woman Midwest-style

Pausing only to take these photos, as I walked into the field searching for any spec of brown within my first line of sight.... so it went:   Bunches of these tiny blooms like God's paintbrush dappled across the field. Turkey roosting trees along either side bid me good morning;  3/4 mile walk into the valley, deer paths criss-cross through the grass that will soon yield green with more spring rains.   My photos never look as good as my eyes see nor smell as exhilarating as meadow grass.  I felt the excitement of turkey season upon me.  Sparkling sunshine mixed with cold blustery wind, so chilly I was sure glad I'd grabbed my knit winter cap and leather gloves for warmth. I set up just after sunrise to the left of the path (photo) under a small tree. Toms gobbling on both sides inside the timber, I tried calling, no luck.  I sat there till well after 10, then I moved deeper into the field.  On the right, I walked past a good sized pond noting some ripp