As we begin the seasonal mind shift from “Rut to Strut,” let us pause in this, the coldest and shortest month of quiet reflection. Allow me but a mere sighs worth of time to wax poetically, and speak roses around a deserved time of year.
I sit. In a high-rise apartment, surrounded by the chill of steel and concrete in the throws of winter’s icy ravening. Feeling the madness of isolation breath heavy upon my head. My solace comes only in knowing each passing second of misery leads closer to the awakening. Thoughts of spring come as much needed rays of sunlight in my current cold and grey scene. The world around me renewing itself at the magic of natures hand to the oveture of whom’s conductor is the illustrious gobbler. He leads the parade of annual alteration, amorously marching. Regaled in iridescent plumage, he glistens in the crisp morning air.
His Thunderous call awakens the day, and begins the dance, that is both ancient and new simultaneously. Flaunting his feathered frock, fanning the flames of love he is only allowed to indulge in once a year. His weapons at the ready befitted to his feet to display and dismay any and all that challenge his place. He is equal parts regal and remarkable. Beastly and beautiful. Attractive and aloof. His existence marks a testament to God’s love of theatrics.
Hold not my eloquence in contempt. Oblige my obsession with such a time as this. Never-the-less, the extreme romanticism I possess for this encroaching season does make me feel Shakespearian. The drama that will inevitably unfolds on Mother Earth’s grandest stage is a play that Sir William himself could not have conceived. Only God creates an experience that consists of such formality and pageantry. To observe and often engage in such a ritual is awe inspiring to say the very least.
So bind this lyrical bouquet with ribbon and deliver it to this budding and youthful year. For all our words and admiration can never level the scales to pay back what we receive. We are indebted always, for the gift that is Turkey Season.
A Day in the Field 