dry creekbed

This was one of those days where I just had to get away to be alone, out in the woods with nature. Before going back to the truck to get my sketchbook, a small armadillo wandered up close to me, obliviously rooting for whatever it is they root for. Next, a line of 5 male turkeys comically filed past, also unaware of my presence. They looked like subserviant office workers dutifully heading off to work for the day. This sort of "oneness" with nature does help calm the soul. And, my souvenir is a few chigger bites.