Impatiently, I tap on the steering wheel. “What’s the hold up,” I think. Craning my neck to see what it is and then I see them. A rafter of turkeys (yes rafter is a group of turkeys, not a gaggle or a flock). I’ve seen them in town before, wild turkeys just 7 or 8 of them. They walk around like they own the place. Yet they make me smile. I didn’t get a picture or I’d post it here. Two of them were standing on the curb squawking at the cars while the other turkeys lagged behind. It was comical and surprising at the same time.
All at once I wasn’t impatient anymore. Enjoying this rare scene of turkeys holding up traffic in a small town in Wyoming.