This weekend I became aware of the next contractors I need, excavation and gutters. I need a swell on the uphill side of my house to keep the water from flowing between the two primary buildings. Who is our resident excavator? Who is gutter guy?
Those efforts, and costs aside, the place is great. Deer and turkey are in my yard all the time. Wood ducks sail around my house all day long, and quiet nights on the dock with an aged bourbon can't be beat.
Matt was out of town for the opening of turkey season Saturday, so his little brother, bother's friend and I went in search. I knew my trip would be short, as I had to quit at 8:30 to go get my mom from the airport. We started by trying to locate birds with owl and crow calls but could not get a response and attempt to close the disdtance. About 7:30 we decided to set up rather than continue searching. I moved the team to the area with good visibility where I tend to see gobblers more than hens. At 8:30 no love so I walk out to hit the shower. About 8:45 as I'm getting dressed my dad says he thinks he heard them shoot. Not even 9:00 and they bring two birds to my yard. Congrats guys; I'm still waiting on my turkey breast. I've thrown in some other pictures of the place as well. Some of you may recognize the back yard.



