an old road

Daily Note

Every day, a photograph, a poem. I laughed when I reached the intersection of three old roads on the outskirts of town. So much traffic: mule deer, turkey, dogs, grouse, raccoons, coyote! Of course there are human boot tracks and those of large trucks, perhaps machinery too.

One part of the tracks we can’t quite figure out. We think that it’s mating dances of either turkey or grouse, but we can’t see the footprints in the circle of imprints. You can see the scratching in lines and a half circle in the photo. There’s definitely turkey tracks in the area, but we’d have to see the dance to figure out how the tracks are made.

Maybe when we meet a ranger, we can ask. Or a birder. Do you know the answer to our mystery?

Poetry

an old road

on the outskirts of town
a road
a maintenance road
so old
tracks of the living
left here
turkeys, grouse, coyote, dogs,
and deer
humans and their trucks
it’s clear
an old road is a busy road
seen here.

Sheri Edwards
03.20.24 080.365.24
Poetry/Photography

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