We have a new family in our neighborhood. Driving along Town Line Road this evening I had to slow and stop for two adult wild turkeys, who stood on guard at the side of the road as one, two, three, no ... ten chicks hopped across the road. Each no bigger than two fists, they skipped and flew to join their parents. This new rafter will swell the number of wild turkeys in Wainscott, all protected for the moment. From humans that is. One didn't make it this morning.
After mass I came home to find one in the pool. Newly killed, probably by a hawk who dropped it in the wrong place. Now buried under the young ash trees. No real sadness, because as we are poetically reminded:
Who trusted God was love indeed
And love Creation's final law --
Tho' Nature, red in tooth and claw
With ravine, shrieked against his creed.
Alfred, Lord Tennyson