I often encounter wildlife in graveyards. Burying grounds are usually quiet and green, making them excellent refuges.
Today, in Franklin, Connecticut, I startled a small flock of wild turkeys. They were very skittish, so I couldn't get close before they fled into a nearby cornfield.
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