Well, technically, it isn't a farm. It's my parent's camp, but it's on family land that
used to be a farm.
It's where my parents go to relax...
...and watch the wildlife...
...like this wild turkey...
They usually travel in packs, but that day we spotted only one.
We did find this teeny, tiny little lizard, basking in the sun...
on an overturned porch swing.
I think he tried to ignore us...
but we we were sitting about 10 feet away, so I don't think he could.
He finally tired of the spotlight and hid out on the light string under the porch rail.
Until next time...