This is the Wild Turkey trail. Some of my caches on this trail bespeak some of the turkeys (some wild, some not so wild) I have known.
This is not a turkey in the middle of the table. This is my one and only, my beloved, 'till death do us part and we are so far gone that we can't remember who the other is. As far as turkeys go, she is not so wild, but very lovable.
As you journey, may you be accompanied by the love of your life.
You will find the pill bottle hanging in a grove of 5 small trees. I think they are wild cherry but I am not a competent arborist.