Yesterday my wife and I saw a turkey with seven baby chicks. When we came close the mother hopped a fence and the babies all scrambled back and forth looking for an opening at the bottom of the fence. Finally there was only one small chick running to and fro, starting to worry us. But finally he made his way through and the family reunited.
I didn't really think I'd be so lucky as to see these tiny turkeys this morning on my photography walk. But I hoped for it anyway.
It didn't happen.
There was just a cat, and a flower.
A cat and flower.
So that's what you get too.